Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 1031
Joshua sighed helplessly at her words. He reached out a hand and tidied her messy hair. “You’re spouting nonsense again.“
The words that were about to leave her throat remained stuck there when she heard him. She wanted to tell him that the boy who accused her of domestic violence, of having an unstable mind, was actually Neil.
She also wanted to tell him, that night at the fireworks celebration that the man she hugged whilst hidden behind the rocks on the beach was actually Theo.
But his words ‘spouting nonsense’ made her swallow the truth down into her stomach again. What was the point in talking to him any further? To him, she was only ‘spouting nonsense’. So she chose to shut her mouth, no longer wasting energy to explain herself to him.
However, to Joshua, Luna’s actions looked like obedience gained after her little secrets were exposed.
He sighed deeply. It was all his fault. When Luna just woke up, he was busy with Nigel’s bone marrow transport and taking care of Fiona who provided the bone marrow that he had forgotten to care for Luna.
It was only normal for her to react this way, she had lived with Neil for six years, and an accident blew him to bits…
Maybe she was indeed having difficulty leaving her pain and sadness behind her. When her pain was the greatest, Nigel was critically ill while Nellie suffered from autism and he was busy caring for Fiona… This was what caused her mental disorder right?
Sighing, Joshua could not help but reach out to stroke her hair. “I will make sure you’re cured, don’t worry.“
Luna scoffed, not even bothering to raise her head to look at him.
Soon, an ambulance’s siren was heard wailing outside. Luna knew it was the ambulance from the mental asylum that was here for her.
Just a few hours ago, she was resting in her home, well and at peace and now, a few hours later she was considered a lunatic and had an ambulance sent specifically for her. How could she have expected this drastic change?
They came so soon, not only did she not have the time to hide, she did not even manage to inform Bonnie and Anne either…
Luna closed her eyes, her hands wrung together tightly.
The sirens stopped wailing. The doors to the ambulance were flung open. They headed upstairs and pushed open the bedroom doors.
Luna listened to all these sounds with her eyes closed, feeling as if every footstep was an extra knife slicing at her flesh, turning her body into a chunk of wet, bloody meat.
“Mr. Lynch.“ The leader amongst them, a man in a white coat took the psychiatric assessment that Joshua handed them. It was just freshly written by Robert Jenson.
“The old Mr. Jenson is a highly skilled doctor, his assessment is definitely accurate. This woman’s mental illness is so serious, she needs to be hospitalized for treatment.”
With that, he waved toward the two men beside him and Luna was unceremoniously thrown onto the stretcher. Even while on the stretcher, her hands and feet remained bound. The blood seeped out of her wound, almost dyeing the ropes that bound her wrists in red.
Joshua watched, his heart aching slightly. He turned away, not daring to look any longer, yet he ordered the men and said, “Treat her wounds when you’re at the hospital. Her hands are quite pretty, it would be a pity if they were scarred.“
Their leader nodded hurriedly and answered, “Don’t worry, Mr. Lynch, we will provide Ms. Luna with the best treatment! “ With that, he ordered his subordinates to carry Luna away.
Laying on the stretcher, Luna opened her eyes. The scene that entered her eyes was of Fiona with her arm in the crook of Joshua’s arm, laying in his arms weakly as if she had no bones to support her.
Fiona said, “Joshua, what a poor thing she is…
Losing her child and then suffering from this incurable mental illness… You must ask the hospital to take good care of her…”
