His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 552 The Final Gamble

Carol spoke rather sentimentally. “Actually, you found her a long time ago.”

“Indeed,” Josiah admitted with a hint of melancholy. “I was too obsessed. I had noticed early on that Lysanne’s temperament had changed since childhood, yet I never doubted it.”

“Mr. Guerra, even though I’m your secretary, as a womarl, I can’t help but feel more sympathy for Mrs.. Guerra.”

“I understand.”

The two had been working together for many years. Without saying much, they both understood each other.

Josiah asked, “Please answer a question from a woman’s perspective for me.”

“Go ahead,” she said.

“Would you still accept me if you were Lysander?”

Carol hesitated for a moment, forcing a laugh. “Mr. Guerra, I’m not your wife. My choices don’t. necessarily align with hers.”

A chill ran through Josiah’s heart. “Okay, I understand.”

Carol heard his dejected tone and wanted to offer comfort. However, while she excelled at handling tasks, providing comfort was something she found quite challenging.

After a brief silence, she heard Josiah ask, “How are things at the hospital?”

Carol had initially planned to share the details with him, and upon hearing his request, truthfully relayed, “After you left with Mrs. Guerra, everything at Thorne Constructions and Energies was fine, except… Ms. Thorne had returned to the hospital.”

Josiah was instantly infuriated. “Is she bothering Mr. Thorne and his family again?”

“She’s here right now at Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s.”

testament to Josiah’s effort to suppress his rising anger. When he finally spoke, his

devoid of any trace of emotion, and

old story. You’ve blocked her path. Her only hope lies in Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s continued pity for her, hoping

her, drawn in by the spectacle. The door to the patient’s room was wide open, and anyone with decent hearing could pick up on the commotion coming from inside. decided to bring me home and raise me. I didn’t even have my own name, and I had to use your biological

to this, Josiah felt a surge of anger welling up inside

you think we should have someone persuade her to leave? Mdm. Molly’s condition has just slightly improved. If she continues to create such a fuss, I’m afraid

roar was heard. “What are you trying to

ask my mother personally: could she truly abandon me without a care? I wanted to see just how cold

Let go of me

“Mr. Guerra, something

there,” ordered Josiah in a chilling tone. “Now!”

“Okay!”

phone. Instead, she immediately gathered a few bodyguards and instructed them to escort Lysanne out.

were on the phone, chaos had already erupted in Molly’s hospital room. The commotion was so loud that even the security guards had been drawn over by the noise. However, none of them dared to approach Lysanne who

flung open the window, and then sat down

on the verge of passing out from anger, and seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused a wave of pain

arrived just in time to administer oxygen

also trying to persuade Lysanne to calm down. His temples were throbbing, and he spoke with a tone of utter disappointment. “If you have even the slightest regard for all

one hand clutching her chest, the other trembling incessantly. Despite being on oxygen, her complexion remained particularly ghastly. She managed to utter,

deeply regretted their past actions, so much so that they couldn’t even

hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing she might

me die! Watch my body get torn to pieces, my brains splattered all

so much, yet not a single tear fell from her eyes. She seemed

caregiver, who had been assisting Howard in taking care of Molly for a while, had a fair understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm. Molly’s condition isn’t

together, and I’ve failed as a daughter, unable to fulfill my duties to you in life. So, let’s go together to what lies beyond. You won’t

voice as though she was afraid others might not hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of almost bleeding due to intense

hers, but now it was all for naught. She had to at least secure a sum of money substantial enough