His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 649 I Did Not Mean It

She realized it was too late to come up with another excuse, so she hastily fabricated one. Fortunately, Blaine and others assumed she had not seen her husband for a long time and had some private matters to discuss with him. They all understandingly smiled and left.

Only then did Lysander hurriedly lead Josiah away. As they passed by a field ridge, she whispered to him, “That ditch down there is where everyone usually dumps their wastewater. If you feel like throwing up, you can go there-”

Before she could finish speaking, Josiah had already rushed to the side, bending over to retch violently.

Lysander gently patted his back, helping him catch his breath, and sighed. “Your stomach is accustomed to refined food. It simply can’t handle the food here. I noticed it when you were eating wild vegetables before. I wanted to advise you to eat less, but you stubbornly kept swallowing to maintain your composure.”

Josiah didn’t have the chance to respond to her scolding because he was crouched on the ground, enduring another round of vomiting.

After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Josiah finally managed to stand up again, his forehead slick with cold sweat.

Under the moonlight, Lysander carefully scrutinized him, noticing his pale face. Her tone softened as she urged, “Josiah, you should go back. You don’t belong in this world.”

“I’m not going back.” Josiah’s voice was hoarse from exhaustion, but he remained resolute. “This is your world, so it’s mine, too.”

He had made up his mind. Even though his steps began to waver on the edge of the field, he still refused to leave.

Lysander felt helpless. On their way back to the health center, they took a detour to the only convenience store in the village to get two packets of instant noodles.

When they pushed open the dorm door, the nurses were still not back from the outpatient department at the front.

Lysander pulled the light cord. Turning to Josiah, she said, “Don’t pretend to be tough. Just sit on my bed. You’ve already done so during the day, anyway.”

light bulb cast a dim, yellowish glow, making Josiah’s face appear even more frail. He nodded and sat down as

of hot water. She efficiently unwrapped a packet of instant noodles, placed them in a bowl, and poured the hot water over

enticing aroma of instant noodles quickly filled the dorm.

much of an appetite, but he knew he couldn’t let himself go hungry due to his gastritis. He accepted the bowl handed to him by Lysander and managed to eat just under half of it. Only then did his complexion improve from its previous unpleasant state.

there was still quite a bit of instant noodles left, but she didn’t rush Josiah to continue eating. Instead, she simply asked, “How are you

probably just unable to adapt to a

gastric medicine for you. Food poisoning can be a minor or major issue. If you end up vomiting and having diarrhea, you could easily become

best not to cause the

it

said, “I

a sigh, Lysander started cleaning up the instant noodle

continued the conversation. Even Josiah’s nod was so subtle as

them was resting while the other was tidying up the dorm. Even though they were each doing their

check on the situation and saw this scene, they couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. They stood by the door, watching the two of them. The sight of a handsome man and

wasn’t until Josiah felt somewhat rejuvenated and wanted to engage in conversation with Lysander again that

She greeted

sudden remark. She quickly turned and explained, “He has something to discuss with me.

Lysander, winking at her. Clearly, she had

he unsteadily rose to his feet and said, “It’s getting

with Lysander and the nurses, so the best outcome was for him to take the initiative to excuse himself and willingly move into the vacant

the situation, Astrid became even more anxious. “Don’t! We just came

are you doing with the poker cards?”

walked in and began rummaging through her luggage. “The duty room has a table and a bed. The three of us agreed that