His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 453 Something Is Off

Daphne stepped in and said, “Dr. Thorne is a reputable doctor highly regarded by pregnant women. I think she was even featured in a medical journal before.”

A smile played at the corners of Whitney’s lips.

She knew what Daphne had in mind but decided to play along. “I know. What she has accomplished at this age is just a glimpse of what can be achieved in the future.”

Business courtesies usually began with mutual compliments, but Lysander seemed unaware of it.

Thankfully, Daphne was quite eloquent in showering Whitney with praises.

Nevertheless, Whitney, knowing the purpose of her visit, remained indifferent to her compliments. When Daphne spoke, Whitney merely lowered her head and offered a faint smile. It was difficult to tell if she was paying attention to what Daphne said.

“There have been quite a few folks who were really struggling to have a baby. But once they went to Dr. Thorne, things started looking up for them. Some even got their wishes fulfilled in the end.” When Daphne made this remark, a slight shift in Whitney’s expression was noticeable.

Noticing the change in Whitney’s expression, Daphne knew she had to seize the opportunity. “Ms. Spears, since you’re already here, why not make the most of this trip? It’s an option worth exploring, after all. Giving it a try won’t cause any harm. What do you think?” Lysander suggested, her tone encouraging.

Whitney’s eyes flickered. “You’ve done your homework on me, haven’t you, Ms. Everhart?”

“Oh, no, please don’t take it the wrong way. Besides, I’m not capable of that either. Ms. Spears, since the banquet hasn’t begun yet, perhaps we could have a private chat?” Daphne asked.

Given t

the extremely personal nature of the topic, it was best not to discuss it in front of others.

After sizing them up for a while and assessing the situation, Whitney nodded. “All right. Let’s head over there.”

Daphne and Lysander exchanged glances before joining Whitney in a quiet corner of the hall where they could converse without worrying about being disturbed or overheard by others.

Whitney continued scrutinizing Lysander with a thoroughness that suggested she doubted the latter’s expertise due to her age or perhaps harbored some other concern.

her composure and carried herself with confidence,

to me. It feels like we’ve met

in the obstetrics and gynecology department at the Central Hospital for quite some time. You may have seen me if

I believe I met you elsewhere, Dr. Thorne. I wonder if you

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I’d understand you might not want to address it if it’s too personal, and I don’t mean to pry into your privacy. I recall our company once held a year–end party at a resort under the Guerra Group. It was nestled in the mountains, surrounded by a stunning lush valley. I wonder if you’ve had the chance to visit that location before,

smile on Lysander’s face gradually faded away.

the

green

her initial visit, she experienced a fallout with Josiah. Subsequently, after leaving the resort, she underwent an

her second trip, she accompanied the ambulance dispatched to aid Susan, who had suffered from high blood pressure after

third journey to the resort, it

was Josiah who

couldn’t help but wonder which particular occasion Whitney was

referring to.

beating around the bush, Whitney gave her a direct answer. “It was late that day when Mr. Guerra drove you to the resort. You walked ahead of him, and he even

you,

referring to her third trip there.

“Observing how tirelessly Mr. Guerra tries to please you made me wonder if he’s gearing up for a wedding

there was no need to feign ignorance any longer. “I’m here

walked away carlier instead of standing here chatting with you

enjoy prying into others‘ relationships, and I completely understand Ms. Everhart’s intentions. However, Dr. Thorne, please clarify your current relationship with Mr. Guerra. This information will

us,” Lysander

Everhart, I’m afraid I can’t help you anymore. You’ll have to find another solution.”

Whitney was about to turn around and leave, Daphne, overwhelmed by anxiety, rushed forward to stop her. “Ms. Spears, let’s talk about this first, shall we? Are you sure you

been to major hospitals for check–ups and have tried plenty of traditional folk remedies, but nothing has worked. Besides, I’ve reached this age, and my desire for children has significantly faded. I’m not insisting on it anymore. Thank you, Ms. Everhart, but I

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