His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 618

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.

“What type of painkiller does he need? Or is there anything else you might need? Just list them, and I’ll discreetly deliver them to him.”

was her way of managing Maverick’s

acutely aware of her limitations. She managed a faint smile and said, “I’ll write you a note.

prescription painkillers had sedative properties, yet she

murmured in

his illness so severe, he’s sure to endure it in silence. As his daughter, all I can do is

was difficult for her to sunriste euch an imone with her father who had slurane husen stromur sad

mistake in the hospital’s diagnosis?

knew she could not ignore her father’s palpable symptoms. With a look of uncertainty, she again turned to Josiah, “Could you take care of this? If not,

expressed by Maverick when they discussed this topic. The latter had already been enduring the torment of his illness.

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

only to realize that despite having just washed her face, tears had formed

emotions as a self–defense mechanism.

her a tissue, then withdrew to the

the gentlest tone he could, “The painkillers are taken care of, and you can

you remain this distressed, Mr. Thorne will definitely notice.

to resonate with

and change. No matter what the future holds, I

revived spirit before standing to leave. “I’ll go

to collect you for lunch,” he told

and exceptional culinary staff,

their preferred meals

about mingling with her employer, decided to excuse herself after overhearing the plans for the afternoon. She discreetly made her way to the main hall, seeking the familiarity of her

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