His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 642 An Acquaintance.

From a distance, Lysander observed the handprints on his clothes, a rare sight of disarray about him.

Josiah seemed to sense her gaze on him, and just then, he turned his head to look at her. Their eyes met briefly before parting as he took two steps forward, and then, unexpectedly, he broke into a relieved smile.

“Yes,” he answered.

Blaine, noticing Josiah’s refined attire and extraordinary demeanor, quickly realized he was no ordinary man. Blaine then hurriedly approached, saying to the children first, “All right. Let’s not crowd around here anymore. You’re blocking the road.”

The children were very obedient to Blaine’s words, and they immediately dispersed like a flock of birds scattering

Blaine asked Josiah somewhat nervously, “I am the village chief. May I ask what brings you here?

“Hello,” Josiah responded in a friendly manner. “I’m here to… Oh! I was entrusted by Central Hospital of Harborbrook to deliver a batch of medical supplies to the health center.”

After he finished speaking, he moved through the crowd, his gaze landing directly on Lysander. His eyes were filled with an unspeakable longing and concern. He didn’t smile until he’d taken in her whole appearance, ensuring she was safe and healthy.

Lysander appeared slightly tanned compared to before, but she seemed to be in good spirits, which put him at ease.

Blaine followed his gaze, initially taken aback, then understanding dawned on him. These two are acquaintances!

Blaine then said with a chuckle, “So, you’re looking for Dr. Thorne.”

The observing villagers‘ gaze toward Josiah turned especially friendly when they heard those words.

He simply offered a slight smile and said, “This time, I brought over some common medication for treating colds and fevers. If you need anything else in the future, you can contact Central Hospital, and they’ll arrange for

the funds for the health center were perennially insufficient. Therefore, they had issues when it came to

hearing this, Blaine expressed his gratitude profusely, saying, “Oh, my! Thank you! It must have been Dr. Thorne who arranged this, right? Dr.

medical kits. He said. “The road

hardly contain his joy. His eyes/sparkled with

seat, ready to roll up his shirt sleeves and lend a hand. However, Blaine stopped him.

village, and we’re always running out of medicine. Usually, when someone has a fever, the doctors have to ration the medicine. But

him and said, “My surname is Guerra. There’s no need for

his eyes once again sought out Lysander in the distance.

already experienced being surrounded by enthusiastic villagers once before. Seeing that he had also felt it, she

left, Josiah remained by the car, continuing to listen as Blaine showered him

should still call you Mr. Guerra. Mr. Guerra, it’s becoming increasingly rare to find responsible companies like yours these days. We’ve had quite a few people come to our village under the guise of charity, promising

sigh and say, “If only there were a few more people like you who

praises in a row, his emotions mirroring those of Lysander when she was thanked, inexplicably feeling a bit undeserving. The help

children who had previously

Blaine that he needed to grab something. He then returned to the driver’s

that I can share. Consider it a little welcome gift.” As Josiah spoke, he unwrapped the packaging

children lined up cheerfully to receive their chocolates. They then thanked Josiah politely by addressing

with a stern expression, instructed, “Hey! It’s

addressing Josiah the way they

become a father, he developed a fondness for children, treating them with great affection. It wasn’t until he had distributed chocolates to the last child that he finally straightened his stooped back. As

eating chocolate. While delighted, they didn’t forget to ask, “Did you say

in their mouths,