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.”

He nodded and sat down as instructed, seemingly drained of the strength to even speak, his face alarmingly

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 than

enticing aroma of instant noodles quickly filled the

He accepted the bowl handed to him by Lysander and managed to eat just under half of it. Only then

still quite a bit of instant noodles left, but she didn’t rush Josiah to continue eating. Instead,

fine. I’m probably just unable to adapt to

you must let me know. I’ll go ahead and get some gastric medicine for you. Food poisoning can be a minor or major issue. If you end up vomiting

best not to cause the health

didn’t mean it that way.”

“I know.”

sigh, Lysander started cleaning

that, none of them continued the conversation. Even Josiah’s nod was so subtle as if he was afraid to shatter the rare tranquility that

other was tidying up the dorm. Even though they were each

stood by the door,

felt somewhat rejuvenated and wanted to engage in conversation

to Lysander. She greeted enthusiastically, “Mr. Guerra, are you here to see Dr. Thorne?”

startled by the sudden remark. She quickly turned and explained, “He

her. Clearly, she had misunderstood and cut

to his feet and said, “It’s getting late. I should

him to take

seeing the situation, Astrid became even more anxious. “Don’t! We just came back to get the poker

you doing with the poker cards?”

cards in the front duty room,” Astrid explained as she walked in and began rummaging through her luggage. “The duty room has