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.”

perplexed. “What’s going

Daphne shook her head. “I’m

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

unable to reach you. He

particular reaction. “What

lips.

Lysander remained silent.

a dark–skinned child in her womb, isn’t

“Did you see the

she went? Oh right, you know about the Fuller family from East Harborbrook, don’t

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party. By now, probably the whole of Harborbrook knows that Josiah ended up with a shrew. Now, it’s not just that they know

recalled the welcoming party

was that time

whom he cherished. immensely. However, the celebration of the baby’s first month was spoiled by

“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

kettle was whistling, indicating the

handing one to Daphne. “We’ve spoken

placed it on the

Lysander nodded.