His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 570 Good Morning

Just as Lysander was about to drift into a cozy slumber, Josiah’s voice snapped her awake. She immediately. pulled the blanket over her head, trying to block him out..

Certain that she was still awake, Josiah pressed on, “The temperature’s dropped tonight. Check the weather if you don’t believe me.”

This was no exaggeration. He was so cold that his head was spinning-

The door wasn’t soundproof enough to mulle his discontented voice. Realizing she couldn’t sleep through it. Lysander got up and trudged to the door, grumbling. “Mr. Guerra, this isn’t a five–star hotel with room service.”

“The temperature’s in the single digits. A blanket won’t cut it.”

Too tired to respond with “serves you right,” Lysander mumbled, “I only have one quilt. No extras.”

Thinking he wasn’t asking for much, Josiah pleaded, “Anything warm will do. give me whatever you have.

Realizing she wouldn’t get any peace otherwise, Lysander gave in.

“Okay, remember what you said.” She threw her quilt out the door and quickly locked it again.

Accompanied by a soft “click“, the bedroom door was locked once again.

She did not bother checking if Josiah caught the quilt. Instead, she pulled out a thick winter blanket from her closet, wrapped herself in it, and fell asleep.

The next morning. Lysander was roused by persistent knocking, seemingly from next door.

Presumably, Josiah had gone back to figure out a way to open the door.

She had no intention of getting involved, but the heavy winter blanket soon became too hot, forcing her out of bed.

her face to wake herself up and went to tell Josiah to quiet down. Entering the

her. Josiah had just woken

met, and she noticed how he had moved the single armchair to the end of the long couch, covering himself with the quilt. He did not look as miserable as he had claimed

knocking from next door was still

tousled hair, Josiah said, “Your couch is a bit small. I’ll replace

Knock, knock, knock…

next door grew louder.

her the

furrowed her brows.

thin nightgown, still groggy, Josiah stood up.

Lysander could respond, he opened the door to find two people standing

Aiden and Zane?

he was pounding on the door. “It does not make sense. I called the resort. They said Josiah

went home,” Zane

home, why did he not take his phone? I’m calling him. Listen. It’s ringing

paled. “Josiah never goes anywhere without his phone. Didn’t he have gastritis recently? Could

“Josiah! Josiah, are you okay? Answer

was abruptly

over icily, Josiah interrupted them, “Can you be more

not…” Aiden began, then trailed off, looking Josiah up and down,

equally surprised, was

“What’s with you

Aiden asked,

Josiah nodded. “So?”

shock. “You two are progressing fast. Last time at the resort, she was

to find the right words, he trailed off, and Zane