His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 9 Divorce, Maybe?

was afraid of waking you up, so I went to the balcony. Have you… been awake for a long time?” “I just woke up and saw you come back. Is everything okay with the company?” Lysander asked. “It’s fine,” he said. “Go back to sleep. I’ll go out for a bit.” “Josiah.” “Yes?” Lysander raised her head and merely looked into his eyes silently. He felt a bit awkward under her gaze and asked with an awkward chuckle. “What’s wrong?” She withdrew her gaze and said lightly, “Miss Thorne seems to have something to tell you. I promised her to pass on the message.” Josiah was taken aback for a moment before nodding. “Okay. I got it.” “Aren’t you going to call her back?” He hesitated for a moment and didn’t answer directly but said, “Get some rest. You’ve been too tired lately. I’ll give you a shoulder massage when I have the chance.” She smiled at that. “Okay.” He 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