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.”

echoed from the other end of the line, a testament to Josiah’s effort to suppress his rising anger. When he finally spoke, his voice had turned considerably colder. “What is she planning

emotion, and the undertone of his words hinted at a deep–seated disdain.

was making a phone call not far from Molly’s hospital room. After a glance, she replied, “It’s the same old story. You’ve blocked her path. Her only hope lies in Mr. Howard and Mdm.

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

a surge of anger welling up inside him.

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 it

been spoken than Howard’s furious roar was

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

Let go of

Guerra, something

of there,” ordered Josiah

“Okay!”

gathered a few bodyguards and

commotion was so loud that even the security guards had been drawn over by

unanswered, Lysanne resorted to her usual tactics. She dashed to the balcony. flung open the window,

seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused a wave of pain

arrived just in time to administer oxygen to her, preventing any

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 we’ve done to raise you, then stop this

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

much so that they couldn’t

Lysanne became increasingly unwilling to back down. Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge,

watch me die! Watch my body get torn to pieces, my

her eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she could

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.

so much 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 be alone on this journey to the underworld. I will be by your side!”

afraid others might not hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of almost bleeding due to intense jealousy.

position of the daughter of the Thorne family and lady of the Guerra family had always been hers, but now it was all for naught. She had to at least secure a sum of money substantial enough to guarantee a lifetime of wealth