His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 169 Encounter In The Restroom

The waiter hastily apologized, “I’m sorry, miss! Are you hurt?”

When Lysander came to her senses, she realized that she had been shielded behind Zachary

The ground was littered with shards of shattered glass, and scalding soup was splattered in all directions.

The worst off was his

Zachary was clad in a beige polo shirt, speckled all over with brown spots from the soup. The grey sweatpants. One of the legs was nearly completely soaked through.

Moreover, from the steam wafting out, it was clear the soup was still piping hot.

Seeing the situation, Lysander didn’t waste any words. She immediately grabbed Zachary’s hand and took off running.

She heard the waiter call out from behind, “Sir, miss, do you need a towel?”

“Where’s the restroom?” Lysander asked.

The waiter’s face had turned pale, clearly frightened. “Just go straight, turn right, and walk until the end.”

Lysander tugged Zachary along, taking a couple more steps before she heard his strained voice saying, “Lysander, slow down…”

Lysander could hear the slight tremble in his voice. She crouched down, cautiously rolling up his pant leg a little.

Even though her actions were gentle enough, she could still feel the instant tension in his calf muscles.

of your sweatpants is cotton, which can easily stick to the skin and cause secondary burns. It’s necessary to immediately rinse with

a nod, gritting his teeth. “All right, I’ll go myself. It’s not appropriate for a

the men’s restroom…”

the time to worry about that? Can you even

“I’m fine.”

support you.

“But…”

I’m the doctor

He wanted to say something, but Lysander had already

to support

quicker if

wincing in pain, gasping for air. Any movement that involved bending over would pull at

really cooperating,” Lysander commented

with, clung to his skin after being soaked

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roll them

also noticed it. He was desperately holding back, but when Lysander added more force to pull the pants leg up, he couldn’t help but gasp.

“Did I hurt you?”

okay, you… you

too tight. I can only tear

“Okay.”

and Lysander had forgotten to ask the

swelled, and wrinkled. Moreover, it continued to spread at a pace visible to the

bit down hard to create a tear, then with each hand gripping a side, she ripped his