The cool night breeze drifted through the air.
Joshua curled his lips into a smirk and gave Luna an icy glance. “Why do you hate me?”
“I hate you…“ Luna let out a dry laugh and looked up at him. “I hate you because you don’t give a sh*t about me, and you don’t give a sh*t about Nellie either! *
Joshua took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. “What do you mean, I don’t give a sh*t about Nellie?”
Luna froze. “If you care about her… then why aren’t you punishing Aura?“ Luna pursed her lips and struggled to form her next sentence. She was feeling dizzy from the alcohol and stumbled in Joshua’s direction until she eventually slumped against him. “ Just be honest… you don’t care at all… you don’t care about Nellie, and you don’t care about me either.“
Joshua did not feel like entertaining her at first, but now that Luna had slumped against him, he had no choice but to put his arms around her and prop her up.
“Don’t touch me… “ Luna slurred, her whole body weak. “You love Aura… you love Aura, but not me! “ “You don’t give a single sh*t about me at all! I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you don’t care about me, yet you still kept me close to you, you still kissed me, and you almost slept with me…” Luna cried, her voice shaking.
The dim moonlight cast down from the night sky and illuminated the anguish in her eyes. Joshua felt his heart leap into his throat at this sight.
He paused for a moment before letting out a forced laugh and whispering, “What made you think… what made you think I don’t care about you?”
His low voice was carried away by the breeze, but Luna still heard it clear as day. She froze and did not say anything further.
Joshua did not push her away. Instead, he put out his cigarette with an air of slight annoyance. “Luna, you’re treading on dangerous ground here.”
He had been waiting for his ex-wife for six years now, yet now, this woman, who appeared out of nowhere and coincidentally shared the same name as his one true love , was causing his determination to waver. In some instances, Luna reminded him of his ex-wife, so much so that he could not help feeling guilty of his growing feelings toward her.
Luna, who was still slumped against him, did not say anything in response. Joshua frowned and gently turned her around, only to realize that she had fallen asleep. Her face was still tear-stained, and her eyes swollen.
Joshua let out a sigh and picked her up in a swift motion. Then, he strode back into the house.
Previously, Luna had slept in Nellie’s room with her, but today, Nellie was in such a bad mood that she had locked her door.
Besides, Joshua did not want to put this drunk in the same room with his daughter anyway.
He paused, still holding her in his arms, and contemplated his options. Then, after a moment, he carried her up the stairs and
into his master bedroom, where he carefully laid her down in the middle of his bed.
Lucas froze at this sight. “Sir…” “Ask the kitchen to prepare some soup, ” Joshua ordered.
“Joshua Lynch, I hate you…” Luna muttered in her sleep.
Joshua took off his jacket and loosened his tie. He stood above her, looking down at her sleeping figure from his great height.
She said she hated him, but why? Was it simply because of Aura? Or was it because he did not try to stop her from leaving?
Lucas was waiting impatiently at the kitchen entrance. Inside the kitchen, the servants were busy preparing the soup that Joshua had ordered.