His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 618 A Favor From Lady Luck

Josiah, with a hint of hesitation in his voice, expressed, “You don’t always need to be strong. Should you find yourself distressed, it’s perfectly acceptable to allow yourself more time to heal.”

Lysander, already ascending the stairs with a steady and resolute tone, replied without glancing back, “Had I not been sufficiently strong. I would have succumbed to grief after losing the baby previously. Besides, Michelle is still so young, and my mother, she’s such a compassionate woman. What would become of them if 1 faltered?”

“You could’ve…” Josiah started, hoping to convey that she could still depend on him. Yet, as the words approached the brink of utterance, he found himself unable to articulate them.

Maverick, deeply worried about his daughter’s well–being, harbored the desire to find an appropriate partner for Lysander. However, he could not possibly seize upon the current delicate situation to discuss such matters with her.

Following her silently, Josiah accompanied Lysander back to her room as she battled with her grief.

Upon entering. Lysander promptly went to the bathroom, splashed her face with cold water, and inspected her reflection to ensure no tears were visible. Facing Josiah, who bore a look of concern, she inquired, “You mentioned earlier about the arrangement of the medical worker at the spa resort, is that indeed the case?”

Josiah nodded affirmatively, explaining, “Yes, within the hospitality sector, incidents involving guests occur annually. It’s a standard protocol for resorts, especially those remote from urban centers like ours, to be

equipped with medical services. Given Mr. Thorne’s health, I took the precution of ensuring these

arrangements before our arrival.”

Rarely did Lysander ask favors of Josiah. At this moment, struggling internally, she reluctantly asked.

Could you possibly obtain some painkillers from the doctor? Then, maybe just suggest it was your idea to give them to my dad?”

What Maverick didn’t want her to know, she would bear it bravely, even if it meant concealing her knowledge behind a stoic facade. She had no choice but to entrust this task to Josiah.

Josiah promptly agreed, then inquired, “What type of painkiller does he need? Or

Lysander’s request was her way of

and said, “I’ll write you a note. If they require a

she

Josiah murmured in

complains about pain, fatigue, or difficulty in front of my mother. Even now, with his illness so severe,

had seen at the hospital, their bodies frail and emaciated, it was difficult for her to sunriste euch an imone with her father who had slurane husen

there have been a mistake in the hospital’s

hoped for an error on the part of the doctors at Central Hospital, yet she knew she could not ignore her father’s palpable

they discussed this topic. The latter had already been enduring the torment

and alleviate her concerns, but noticing the tear stains on her checks softened his approach, “Don’t worry about the prescription, I’ll handle it. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, it’s okay to let it out. The soundproofing

touching her face, only to realize that despite having just washed

a self–defense mechanism. Lysander had never anticipated that she would personally experience this phenomenon she had only read about in textbooks.

tissue, then withdrew to the balcony to make

adopting the gentlest tone he could, “The painkillers are taken care of, and you can be sure the doctor at the mansion won’t disclose

you remain this distressed, Mr. Thorne will definitely notice. He cares deeply for you and his greatest desire is to see you happy and content.”

resonate with her.

breath, Lysander gathered herself and responded, “All right, I’ll get ready and change. No matter what the future holds, I need to ensure a joyful afternoon with

noted her revived spirit before standing

back to collect you for lunch,” he told her. inform Mr. and Mrs. Thorne first, and then

restaurants and exceptional culinary staff, maintained an impeccable reputation as a

of a private dining room, a vibrant group eagerly selected their preferred meals

for the afternoon. She discreetly made her way to the main hall,