Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy novel Chapter 298

That was the news Mr. Walter gave to Alice the other night, and it inexplicably appeared before her eyes.

She gnashed her teeth harshly. Luna must go! So long as Luna remained, Joshua would never be with her!

It was that way a few years back, and it would continue to be that, too!

Luna spent the entire morning to re-sketch the set of design sketches Granny Lynch had destroyed. She even changed some details.

By noon, she stretched lazily and was about to head down to grab some lunch.

She did not expect to be surrounded by reporters the moment she walked out of the building.

“Ms. Luna, the internet is saying you were the one that posted the video of Mrs. Lynch pushing you to fight back the rumors yesterday. Is that true?“

“Ms. Luna, someone saw a video online of Mrs. Lynch kneeling before you at the office lobby, asking for your forgiveness. Is that true?“

“How do you explain yourself of openly being the mistress and coming between Mr. Lynch and Mrs. Lynch?“

“Don’t you feel shameful, stepping into other people’s relationships?“

The reporters seemed to have come prepared. Every question they asked was insufferable.

Luna furrowed her brows. She wanted to get Zach and Yuri to come and help her when a mellow male voice came through from behind, “We’ll hold a press conference tomorrow to announce this matter briefly.“

Luna, who was surrounded by the reporters, was stunned. She subconsciously turned back to look.

The person who spoke on her behalf was no other than her own father, Joseph Gibson.

Luna looked at him in shock. “Why are you here?“

Joseph did not look at her. He flatly looked at the reporters. “Hello, everyone. I’m Mrs. Lynch’s father. As for the relationship between Ms. Luna and my daughter, we’ll hold a press conference tomorrow to briefly explain to everyone.“

Then, under the stunned gaze of the reporters, Joseph pulled Luna to a place far away.

With her sleeves tugged at, Luna felt as if she time-traveled.

The man in front of her was her father. Although he had already aged and was hunching, he was still like when she was little: pulling on her sleeves as he led her somewhere.