Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

“Does it still hurt?”
In the small bedroom upstairs, Luna knelt in front of Nellie as she carefully applied ointment on the little girl with a cotton swab.
“It hurts!” Nellie looked at Luna, teary-eyed. “Mommy, it hurts.”
“Shush.” Luna frowned and raised a finger, placing it to her lips. “Be careful what you say. I’m your servant, so call me Auntie.”
“Oh.”
Nellie wiped her tears as her pair of big, dewy eyes were filled with distress. “Auntie, this is the first time someone beat me like
this since I was born.” Her small body trembled from her sobs.
Luna’s heart clenched in pain as the tip of her nose turned pink.
It was all her fault.
She should not have left Nellie in this villa alone to make Joshua less suspicious of her.
Inhaling deeply, she held Nellie’s hand, her eyes full of self-blame. “It’s not your fault; it’s all because of that bad woman.”
Nellie pursed her lips. “I hate her to death.”
“You’re not allowed to talk like this in the future.” Lips tucked together, she softly continued, “She’s the one your daddy likes. If
you fight with her, you’ll only make it difficult for your daddy, so stay away from her in the future, okay?”
Aura was an adult and Joshua had spoiled her all these years, while Nellie was just a little girl who had just returned to him.
If she could not afford to get on her wrong side, then she needed to avoid her.
“Yeah, I know. The next time I see her, I’ll walk the other way.”
“Good girl.”
Taking a deep breath, Luna continued to apply medicine on Nellie’s injury.
In the corridor outside, the tall man stood, separated by the door. He listened to their conversation as his eyes gradually
darkened.

Back in his study, the man said softly, “Lucas, keep searching for a suitable maid for the Little Princess.”
Lucas was startled. “Sir, that Luna...”