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.”

even more frail. He nodded and sat down as instructed, seemingly drained of the strength

immersion heater to boil a pot of hot water. She efficiently unwrapped a packet of instant noodles, placed them in a bowl, and poured the hot water over them. She then secured the lid and said in a soft voice, “Though instant noodles aren’t healthy, they’re better

instant noodles quickly

didn’t have 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

she didn’t rush Josiah to continue eating. Instead, she

fine. I’m probably just unable to adapt to a new environment yet. I’ll

I’ll go ahead and get some gastric medicine for you. Food poisoning can be a minor or major issue.

my best not to cause the health

it that way.”

said, “I know.”

sigh, Lysander started cleaning up the instant noodle packaging.

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

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,

engage in conversation with Lysander again that he turned and noticed

to Lysander. She greeted

sudden remark. She quickly turned and explained, “He has something

interrupted Lysander, winking at her. Clearly, she had misunderstood and cut off what Lysander was about to

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

him to take the initiative to excuse himself and willingly move into the vacant house at

seeing the situation, Astrid became even more anxious. “Don’t!

you doing with the poker

began rummaging through her luggage. “The duty room has a