His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 647 Entering Her World

Neither Lysander nor Josiah were surprised. They were just a bit worried about the situation at the health center, so they planned to sort things out before heading over.

Astrid then said with a cheerful smile, “We are here to watch over things. If there’s a situation we can’t handle, there’s still enough time to call for help. Besides, Mr. Alvarez has said that the food is all set. Everyone is waiting for you guys to arrive before they start the feast.”

Everything was all set. The only thing missing were the two main characters who were invited.

Left with no other choice, Lysander agreed. After shedding her white coat, she led Josiah toward Blaine’s house.

As night fell, the dirt road in the village became particularly difficult to traverse. The two individuals found themselves stepping unevenly, one foot deep and the next shallow.

Suddenly, Lysander missed a step, and her body lurked sharply to the side.

Without thinking, Josiah reached out to steady Lysander, who had already regained her balance. However, in doing so, he unwittingly stepped into a mud pit.

With a splashing sound, a significant amount of mud splashed up.

Prior to that, Josiah’s clothes were already covered in black handprints. At that moment, his pants were completely ruined as well.

What was even more unbearable was the way the mud and water rushed into his shoes. In an instant, he felt as if both his feet were soaking in icy cold water.

There was also a fair amount of sand and small stones in the muddy water, and stepping on them caused him a slight prickle of pain.

Lysander felt a bit guilty. “I’ve grown accustomed to the paths around here. I can find my way even with my eyes closed. That’s not the case for you. Your leather shoes aren’t meant for dirt roads. You should be careful.”

“All right. I’m fine,” Josiah responded.

–“Did you bring a change of shoes and socks?”

“No.”

perhaps they could ask Blaine for a pair of shoes. They might be a bit rustic, but at least they

not agree. This golden–spooned man has never worn the cloth shoes typical of country folks, and even if he agreed, the size might not

keep Mr. Alvarez and the others

concerned about him. Seizing the moment, he pulled out his phone and turned

of light, the journey became

step he took, she could hear the squelching sound

nose, noticing his expressionless stroll. She had no choice but

waiting outside the courtyard. Clustered nearby were villagers from the surrounding houses, all there to help entertain the guests

village was secluded, so visitors from the city were a rare sight. Regardless

and Josiah appeared, they became the center of

one of the better ones in the village. It was a brick house with red walls and green tiles, funded by the children who worked away from home. However, even so, it was not spacious. To accommodate so many people for a

and fearing that Lysander and Josiah might find it unsanitary, said somewhat uncomfortably, “There are small tables

smile. “Eating while stargazing, city folks rarely get a chance to enjoy such a beautiful

his gaze toward

“Yes, we’ll eat right here. It’s more lively when we are all

relief and

a large square table assembled from smaller tables of various colors. It was clear that they had been borrowed from different households. The table was generously laden with seven or eight

important guests, contributing everything they could

Blaine, saying, “You’re being too kind. There’s

years, waved dismissively in unison.

shared the same sentiments. They saw the guests settling down and brought over the fried cheese curds that

reminded and specifically advised Blaine not to slaughter a chicken. He truly took her opinion to heart, but after much consideration, he felt

food, not forgetting to

specialty dish from our region. It’s a fried dish. Although it’s simple, it’s

out with both hands to

stood up.

he assumed the food tasted at most as simple as the lunch they had, so he picked it up and took a bite. Right after that, his