His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 492 The Bite Mark On Josiah

Having somewhat understood Lysander’s encouragement, Tiffany took the initiative to speak to Josiah, who had been silent for a while. “Jose, you should go back and handle your work first. I’ll take good care of Lysa here.”

Josiah didn’t take it seriously as he assumed it was just a polite remark taught by Dillon. “Do you know how to take care of a patient?” Josiah asked.

“I know! I also know how to get food, fetch water…”

Tiffany froze after listing just two tasks. She instinctively glanced at Lysander for help.

Josiah calmly continued, “You’ll also have to take the patient’s temperature, monitor the IV drip, and when the doctors and nurses arrive, it’s your job to press the call button. It’s pretty tedious. I appreciate your father’s good intentions, but I’d feel more at case staying here myself.”

Tiffany listened earnestly. Her initial confidence vanished, but she asked, “But Jose, you’re a man. Isn’t it inconvenient for you to take care of Lysa?”

Josiah was speechless.

Lysander quickly chimed in. “Absolutely, Mr. Guerra. Ms. Lanister is right. I’m very grateful you brought me to the hospital despite your busy schedule. I won’t take up any more of your time. I can manage on my

own.”

Josiah looked at her with an amused expression.

Lysander met his gaze calmly.

Tiffany was probably the only one who didn’t grasp the current situation. She was still trying to smooth things over, saying, “Lysa, there’s no need for formalities. Jose is a kind person. Even if it were a stranger, he would take them to the hospital.”

Josiah merely replied, “I’m not exactly that free.”

Tiffany, not expecting him to contradict her so bluntly, paused before adding, “Well, when he’s busy, he doesn’t have time. But since we came together, Jose will definitely take care of you.”

At that moment, Josiah’s cell phone buzzed.

After glancing at it briefly, he hung up and casually slipped his phone into his pocket, seemingly unbothered as he watched the liquid drip from the IV bag.

Tiffany asked, “Jose, is that my dad?”

“No.” He looked up at the IV drip stand and said to Lysander, “This one’s almost empty. There’s another bag of glucose after this, but you’ll need to flush the line in between. I reckon it’ll take over an hour more.”

As he was speaking, his phone buzzed again.

With a sigh, Lysander suggested, “Mr. Guerra, you should probably take that call first.”

his expression became serious. “I’ll be

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Lysander nodded.

to trouble you to look after

nodded obediently. “Don’t worry, Jose. I’ll take good care of

an opportunity to get rid of Tiffany failed. Responding with a slight nod, he then turned to Lysander and asked, “Is

her head. “No, thank you, Mr.

Tiffany remained in the room to

two women was much greater than the difference in their ages. Being in the same room made Lysander feel as if she had gone back to two

from university, she was nothing more than a naive and

it got better as they got to know each other better. Lysander eventually

front of Josiah, Tiffany strived to do well in taking care of Lysander. “Lysa, would

I’m not hungry right

glanced at the cup and asked again, “Shall I pour you some water

Lysander replied, “I’m not thirsty. Please, take a seat. I don’t need anything else. You can just

I tell you a joke?” Tiffany offered

“Sure.”

to tell a joke when the door to the ward was pushed open again. It was

the foot of the bed and asked, “Did you have

of Josiah’s departure

from the day before, so she had no idea if her temperature

and nodded. “Yes, your temperature has stabilized, but the inflammation is still present. We’ll have

did tell her that she had to be

glanced at the IV drip once more before asking, “Is this your sister or your sister–in–law? Where’s your husband? Did he step

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hand. “No, it’s not like that…”

here carlier isn’t Lysa’s husband. They are

not your husband, why was he wiping

Oh no.

idea about that at all.

wearing her own clothes and hadn’t changed into a hospital gown. Who would

was also puzzled. “Wipe her

alcohol to wipe the palms can count as