His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

phone, his heavy

morning. Lysander woke up at half past six, as per her usual

had sent her a message at

wearing

somewhat puzzled as to why he had texted that in the

dress casually, prioritizing

the rush when she first moved but, most of her clothes were left at Josiah’s place. She supposed they had all been thrown away by

bought some new

going to Harborbrook University today, she chose a rather

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replied: White shirt, dark blue

second-later, his message’came through: Got

Lysander was full of confusion but didn’t pay much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room and then read some academic journals, just like how

at home.

noon, Zachary called. “Lysander, I’m here.”

her clothes and went downstairs. When she saw Zachary, she finally understood why he had

white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that were

over and stuffed another warm thing into her hand.

touch, and a clean little plastic

hands and eat it on the

you go to Quilton

his head in embarrassment. “They don’t sell it here. No worries. I drove there.”

smiled. “Thank you.”