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.”

silence 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

of any trace of emotion, and

story. You’ve blocked her path. Her only hope lies in Mr. Howard

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

this, Josiah felt a surge of

persuade her to leave? Mdm. Molly’s condition has just slightly improved. If she continues to create such a fuss, I’m afraid it might worsen

roar was heard. “What are you trying to

she truly abandon me without a

Let go of me

Guerra, something seems to be amiss.”

ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

the phone. Instead, she immediately gathered a few bodyguards

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

open the window, and then sat

from anger, and seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused a wave of pain

arrived just in time to administer oxygen

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 nonsense. Isn’t it embarrassing enough as it

clutching her chest, the other trembling incessantly. Despite being on oxygen, her complexion remained particularly ghastly. She managed to utter, “How did we end up raising

actions, so much so that they

to back down. Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing she might actually fall. Her voice, however,

me die! Watch my body get torn to pieces,

fell from her eyes. She seemed full of life

understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm. Molly’s condition isn’t

as a daughter, unable to fulfill my duties to you in life.

not hear her, her eyes reddening to the

it was all for naught. She had to at least secure