His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 9 Divorce, Maybe?

watched as she lay down and closed her eyes before gently tucking her in. Then, he changed his clothes and went downstairs. After a few minutes, the sound of a woman sobbing downstairs could be heard, followed by the sound of a car leaving. Lysander stood by the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs and watched the taillights of the white Cayenne car as it headed toward the old house until it disappeared from view. “You’re letting them leave just like that?” Daphne’s voice almost burst her eardrums over the phone. “Why didn’t you confront them right then and there?!” Lysander leaned against the bed frame while smiling bitterly. “How should I confront them? He’s just going to comfort his ‘best friend,’ not meet a mistress. What would I even confront them about?” Daphne was so angry she gritted her teeth. “And you believe that she’s just a friend? Who calls an opposite-sex friend in the middle of the night to go stargazing? And her name…” When it came to their names, Lysander was not naive. As things had already progressed to that point, what couldn’t she figure out? When Miles had asked her if she believed in pure friendship between men and women, she would answer him yes in the past. She had many good male doctor friends in the department, but they maintained a friendly yet non-flirtatious relationship. They helped each other with family matters, occasionally had meals together during department outings, and exchanged holiday greetings, but that was the extent of it. There was a certain boundary in their interactions. But for someone like Josiah and Lysanne, she felt it couldn’t be just friendship, but it shouldn’t be considered cheating