His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 623

Chapter 623 Can We Talk Inside.

At that time, Josiah was entirely committed to Lysander’s well–being, treating her with such careful attention as though she were something precious and fragile. He wouldn’t dream of causing her any upset.

Michelle’s features softened slightly as she responded, “All right, then I’ll go back and check on her.”

“No need, I’ll go. You should head back to sleep. If your sister sees you up this late, she’ll surely worry. I’ll go check on her.” Josiah’s offer came from a place of deep consideration for both sisters‘ well–being.

He was indeed aware of the unusual behavior exhibited by Lysander lately, yet found himself unable to tell Michelle the truth.

Michelle, placing a significant amount of trust in him, nodded and began to retreat. However, she couldn’t help but glance back every few steps, her movements betraying her lingering unease.

Lysander’s tent was directly across from Josiah’s. He approached quietly, crouching at first, hesitating as he listened intently by the side of her tent. Confirming that the soft sounds of crying were still audible, he tentatively tapped on the fabric of the tent

The noise inside stopped abruptly.

A moment later. Lysander queried tentatively, “Who’s there?”

Josiah replied with a gentle exhale, “It’s me.”

“Is there something you need?”

Josiah explained his presence, “Your sister heard you crying and got a bit worried about you, so she sent me to check on you.”

Lysander seemed surprised. “Michelle heard me?”

“Yeah.

“Then did she…”

talk through the tent, and others

they were separated by only the thin fabric of the tent, Lysander struggled to hear Josiah’s words clearly. His voice wasn’t particularly quiet either.

poking her head out to ask,

glanced inside, his eyes briefly catching sight of a crumpled piece of white paper on the ground next to a small plastic bag that was filled to the brim. Concerned about overstepping, he quickly averted his eyes,

lowered her gaze and

suspecting that she was merely putting on a brave front. His voice was low as he responded, “We’re now people who share a secret. There’s no need to put on

took a deep breath

light coming from the nearby cozy tent and suggested in a subdued tone, “Michelle hasn’t gone to sleep yet. I’m afraid she might overhear our conversation here.

two people entered, the proximity was unavoidable, yet the campsite offered no other cover,

entrance of the tent. Josiah, showing respect for her space, stooped to enter but sat just inside the flap, careful not to invade

“The tents nowadays are made too small, aren’t they? They’re certainly not built with

time we’ll do this. We won’t have many

hard today,”

need for formalities at this hour,” Josiah replied.

her sister, “Where is

younger

heard you crying and is just

burden of responsibility Josiah felt was becoming increasingly heavy.

slept at all,”

visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and

With a light on, at least we’d know where your sister is. We wouldn’t

still fixed on the flickering

her eyes and asked, “I remember when you saw the Milky Way, you seemed to have calmed down, but

without significant reason. The drastic change in her demeanor

memory of their lost child momentarily crossed Josiah’s

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