Edwin complained in his heart, this damn woman! Didn't she know that I have already been so humble?
She actually refused Ann's kindness. Can't she just follow my wishes obediently and take the initiative to propose to remarry me?
Forget it. Losing face is nothing. My wife is more important.
Edwin clicked his tongue and touched his nose.
"Julianna, I ... I want to talk to you about something."
"Oh, go ahead." Julianna looked at Edwin seriously.
Edwin glanced at the servants resentfully. "The few of you, go out first."
"Yes, Mr. Keaton." Ada, Elena, and the others did not dare to delay and left the ward hurriedly.
The servants all went out.
Edwin coughed to clear his throat and regained his composure.
"Julianna..." Edwin's throat suddenly choked, and he stuttered a little.
He was clearly a direct and decisive person.
However, he felt inexplicably awkward about proposing to his ex-wife.