His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 601 Rumors And Gossips

Upon noticing that she was wavering and that there was a chance, Howard felt a wave of joy wash over him, though he kept his happiness hidden from her. Cheerfully, he said, “You go ahead and focus on your work. I’ll handle things here. Since both families are still at the hospital, I’ll go and have a good talk with them. Maverick may have a temper, but he’s clearly a straightforward and decent man. As long as we approach him right, he won’t be that hard to communicate with. Don’t worry too much about it.”

“All right then. If he says anything harsh, please bear with him,” Lysander said as she continued to be courteous.

Howard, eager to ensure she didn’t change her mind, quickly said, “There’s nothing to worry about. That’s settled then. You go do what you need to do.”

Without letting Lysander hesitate further, he promptly ended the call.

After listening to the busy tone for a moment, Lysander let out a long sigh before placing her phone back where it was,

Nonetheless, faced with a stack of work files piled higher than her open laptop, she had no choice but to bury herself in her work.

With the aid of the capable Monica, her work efficiency had significantly improved compared to the previous days, and she managed to finish everything before the end of the workday.

Lysander didn’t work overtime. Instead, she picked up her bag and said goodbye to Monica, “I have some matters to take care of tonight, so I’ll have to bring the remaining work home.”

Monica, as if anticipating this, said, “What’s most crucial for you now is work–life balance. If you have personal matters, it’s okay to leave the work for later. Rest well tonight, and you’ll likely be more efficient tomorrow.”

This statement sounded somewhat familiar to Lysander.

However, Lysander didn’t have the time to think too deeply about it. After expressing her thanks, she left the office. On her way out, she encountered several people from the company, but only a few took the initiative to greet her.

Everyone worked in the same office building, so naturally, office gossip spread particularly quickly within the company.

What was whispered among the women in the restroom was undoubtedly known to others. By now, the stories had likely become even more exaggerated.

Under curious and gossiping gazes, Lysander walked into the elevator calmly, descending to the lobby on the first floor as if nothing had happened.

colleague, “Ms. Thorne just started a few days ago and is already leaving on time. It must be nice to have

walked away, and she

around, only pausing briefly at the punch card machine to clock out like the other employees. Just

unusually empty, not a

to address this with the logistics department the next day, she took a few steps forward and saw the employees

were all young ladies, uniformly tall and attractive, serving as

had a clear view of the street outside. They were gazing at a car parked by the

gazes, her expression becoming increasingly

but she knew that car by the curb all

morning, she had been dropped

changed back to the familiar

closer to the partition, Lysander took out her phone, intending to message Josiah, asking him not to park so

drew near, she overheard the receptionists‘

wouldn’t come by anymore, but here he is again after standing up for someone during

Ms. Thorne must have something going on between them. Maybe the rumors are

you referring to the fiancée rumor or the mistress

But he’s been parked out there for so long without coming in or leaving. He must be waiting

loss, Lysander

company would. recognize Josiah’s car. It was probably too late to warn him

influence of Josiah within Thorne Constructions and Energies was

gaze toward the main entrance while considering if she could try to leave from a different exit, Josiah seemed to have sensed something and stepped

two unexpectedly locked

to give him a hint before she saw Josiah striding toward her. Josiah picked

entrance, all eyes in

ever–calm and composed Josiah to be in such a

glance, he seemed as composed as ever, but there was a hint of a melting snow–like

knew, without even looking, that the gazes originally fixated on