His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 149 I Was Wrong

After tidying up her office, Lysander hailed a cab and headed to the cemetery.

At the entrance, she purchased a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and placed it in front of Elisa’s

mbstone.

The tombstone bore a photo of Elisa, a picture of her in her kindly old age. It seemed to hark back to the time when Lysander had just married Josiah. Elisa had a teasing smile on her face, expressing her wish for them to give her a great–grandchild soon.

“Grandma Elisa, I’ve come to see you.” Lysander gave Elisa’s tombstone a deep bow.

“It seems your dream of having a great–grandchild is no longer possible,” she said with a bitter smile. “However, I will visit you often in the future. If there’s anything you need on the other side, you can let me know through my dreams. Apart from having a great–grandchild, if there’s anything else within my power, I will find a way to do it for you.”

On the way home, her phone was insistently ringing.

Lysander casually ended the call.

When it rang again, she immediately turned off the phone.

As soon as she arrived home, she saw Daphne anxiously standing at the door. “Daphne?”

Daphne immediately rushed over. “What’s going on with you? Where have you been? You had me worried sick.”

looked perplexed.

and…” Daphne shook her head. “I’m glad you’re

door. It wasn’t until she went to the study to boil some water that she

you everywhere, unable to reach you. He just left,”

no particular reaction. “What brings

smacked her lips. “He

Lysander remained silent.

that mistress… She’s really carrying a dark–skinned child in her womb, isn’t

her. “Did you see

numerous banquets with Josiah, proclaiming herself as Mrs. Guerra everywhere she went? Oh right, you know about the Fuller family from East Harborbrook, don’t you? Their grandson just had his first month celebration, and she went there with Josiah as well. I heard it ended up quite unpleasantly, with a big

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knows that Josiah

the welcoming party and

time when

immensely. However, the celebration of the baby’s first month was spoiled by that homewrecker.

“He did?”

families, Old Mr. Fuller didn’t voice his frustrations openly. However, everyone in our circle knew that he had already warned his son and daughter–in–law to limit their interactions with the Guerra family. He said that Lysanne was a troublemaker who would

was whistling, indicating the water had come to

of coffee for each of them, handing one to Daphne. “We’ve spoken quite a bit.

took it, but it was unbearably hot. She immediately placed it on the table.

Lysander nodded.