His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 478 Not Completely Indifferent.

He leaned in once more, planting a fierce kiss on the side of Lysander’s neck.

She struggled as if she had been burned, attempting to kick him away with her leg. However, her strength was insufficient, and instead, allowed him the chance to lift half of the blanket off her.

He used his own body to replace the blanket, covering her.

“Guerra Group just received the final payment for a project. It isn’t much, around fifty to sixty million. I don’t plan on investing in any new projects in the near future, so this money can be allocated flexibly,” he

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Investment companies in Harborbrook probably won’t be investing in Daphne’s family business anytime soon as they nearly defaulted on their bank loans. From an investment company’s perspective, that’s a major red flag.”

Josiah looked down at Lysander, his eyes aflame with an unspoken passion. Even his breath carried a scorching heat.

Only a bedside lamp was lit in the entire room, casting orange light on them and subtly enhancing an air of ambiguity between them.

or your

Lysander’s struggling ceased, disbelief lacing her voice as she asked, “So, this is the condition for help:

With a self–deprecating laugh, Josiah said, “It’s not a condition; it’s my sincerity.”

After a considerable pause, Lysander finally asked, “Can I accept just half of your sincerity?”

She wanted the money, but not the person.

Upon understanding what she meant, Josiah raised an eyebrow at her.

Lysander quickly said, “You just mentioned earlier that I could come to you if I’m short on money.”

“All right,” said Josiah. “But my sincerity goes beyond this. You can refuse me as a person for now, but you have to accept everything else.”

Lysander asked skeptically, “What else is there?”

“My heart.”

When Lysander didn’t respond, Josiah added, “Money and my body, or money and my heart, choose one.”

“First, send the money to Daphne. As for your heart… wait until I return this time. I’ll have Lynn get me at surgical scalpel.”

“Don’t play dumb; you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

His gaze was as scorching and sharp as a blade, so much so that she averted her eyes.

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“All right.”

your

“I love you.”

was taken

not lying to you

of the chaos, the bedside lamp was turned off by a slender, strong

sight was no longer an option, the sense of touch became remarkably heightened. The heavy pressure on Lysander lifted, only to return in a matter of two or three seconds. What was

presence instantly enveloped her

her a single

her feeble resistance. Somehow, he had managed to grasp her hand in advance, pressing it against his own chest, all while seemingly blind to his surroundings.

first, it was just a gentle, fleeting taste, but later

break free from his burning kiss, then, like a trapped animal fighting for its last shred of freedom in the cage he provided, she said, “Are

paused momentarily.

he let out a heavy sigh. “You

don’t love

so definitively just

single sentence, her punishment for

main event. Instead,

to the brink of madness by his hands and lips. Yet, he remained unhurried and

concede that Josiah was indeed the kind of man who was quite

it was actually more like

wander’s evec and anlĝen

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main issue.

trembling eyelashes with his fingers, catching the teardrops that lingered at the corners of her eyes, before rubbing them away with the tips of

voice was hoarse in the darkness. “Actually, you’re not completely

“No!”

refused to admit it, turning her face away.

forcibly turning her

I’ll

long time since Lysander had done something like this. At first, she couldn’t adapt at all. Josiah endured, breaking out in a sweat. The beads of perspiration dripped onto her chest, scattering in

a long–married couple. Josiah quickly regained his past memories, skillfully breaking

defenses, he went wild and let loose.

unpredictably. At times, everything seemed crystal clear, only to be swallowed by boundless chaos the next. She felt like a drowning woman clinging to a single piece of driftwood, unable to die but also unable to reach the shore,

for six in the morning.

her phone alarm sounded, Lysander had a

it dawn already?

had drawn the curtains tight so not a shred of

time did you set your alarm

in