His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 567 Dry Pun Joke

“I’m fine. Josiah said, stealing a glance at her guiltily. “What about you? Are you okay?”

Lysander quickly scooped the cat into her arms, picking up the tangled ball of yarn in the process. She then tossed it all into the trash bin harm.”

“In the future, you shouldn’t buy such toys for pets that can easily cause It

Josiah nodded emphatically. “He didn’t think things through.”

Lysander glanced at him. It was quite clear who the “he” that Josiah was referring to.

However, Josiah suddenly felt that something was amiss.

“It’s hard to say. He might have done it on purpose. The balls that puppies usually play with are typically made of rubber. Who would buy a yarn ball for a dog?”

Lysander remained silent.

Uncertain about Lysander’s stance, Josiah timidly asked, “Are you really okay?”

The fall Lysander had just taken was indeed quite, sudden. Her face had landed directly onto his chest, and he could still feel a faint ache there. Lysander was likely in more pain than he was from the fall.

With these thoughts, he rose to his feet and took two strides toward her to grip her arm. “Let me see your face.”

Lysander turned her face sideways. “I’m fine.”

Josiah gently grasped her chin, turning her face back toward him. He studied her features closely for at moment, his furrowed brow easing slightly. “You look fine. There’s no swelling.”

Lysander fell silent for a moment.

“I’m not swollen either.”

looked up. “I just took a fall. Of course, I’m not

oblivious to what she

the slight urge to retort but was mostly taken aback. Het gently chided, “Your pun joke

away, softly inquiring, “Tell me honestly. How

confessed in a low voice, “Actually, I wasn’t entirely lying to you. I forgot about the wound on my head when

had just bandaged. “You’re telling me it started bleeding

was afraid my wounds weren’t severe enough for you to open the

Lysander was rendered speechless.

We’ve been inseparable lately, from the time we

I’ve gotten used to having you by my side. When I’m alone in our room, it feels empty and distressing. I just wanted to be with you, even if we don’t talk. You can do your thing, and I do mine.

fell silent for a brief

know it was wrong

at a

were to

“Josiah.”

“Yes, I’m listening.”

Thorne Constructions and Energies, you’ve been

gain. Just like I said before, I won’t pressure you anymore. Our relationship can remain as is.

was honestly getting a bit weary. She calmly lifted the collar of her nightgown, but her arm was still held firmly in his grasp. “Let

“What is it? Let me

toward the coffee table.

stretched his other arm to retrieve her phone for her and said, “Here you

took the phone and said helplessly, “I haven’t finished going through the documents.

bother you. You can just pretend I’m

going to sit there? Aren’t you going to feel

smile and asked, “You make a good point. Can I watch.

in her phone, searching for information. Hearing that, she simply replied, “Do