His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 664 Feeling Tempted

As dusk enveloped the lake, only a handful of bulbs strung up by the villagers cast light along the path, rendering it considerably more challenging to navigate than during daylight hours.

Josiah, with Rhizone leading the way, managed to carry a substantial load of gear swiftly. Upon their return, he promptly began the task of erecting the tent and unpacking the sleeping bags without delay.

Nilou and Rhizone, seeing that they were about to retire for the night, returned to their home.

The tent they set up was spacious, designed to comfortably accommodate two people. It was much larger than the one they had rented during a previous mountain expedition. Even with two sleeping bags laid out inside, there was ample room to move about without encroaching on each other’s space.

At this point, Josiah was relieved to finally be able to stand upright without constraint.

Observing the preparations, Lysander realized Josiah had brought an impressive array of camping equipment. As he laid out a moisture–proof mat and began assembling a mosquito net, her surprise was evident. “You didn’t collapse the bridge with all this gear, did you?” she asked with a hint of amazement.

Josiah responded, half–jokingly. “That’s quite an exaggeration, but I won’t lie–Rhizone did glance back at me a few times as we crossed the bridge. He seemed quite concerned I might take a tumble into the water.”

As they chatted, the appearance of the small house was transformed.

A mosquito net now enveloped the tent, set right at the entrance. Once the entrance curtain was rolled up, Lysander could sit on the cushion inside and enjoy the view outside.

The night was as calm as a placid pond, making it nearly impossible to tell where the water ended and the horizon began. This tranquility lasted until the fireflies began their luminescent dance through the grass.

For Lysander, witnessing the spectacle of fireflies for the first time was utterly enchanting. She found herself captivated, her gaze fixed on the tiny lights flickering in the darkness.

for you. We can keep them in the mosquito net so you can watch them glow

stopped him. “No,” she interjected, “Fireflies should remain where they thrive. If we

sat beside Lysander, admitting his oversight. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware of that.”

wasn’t upset but simply clarified gently, “It’s okay,

when a shadow, roughly the size of a fist, darted across the tent crashing into the mosquito net in

moved to protect

to her. eyes. It hung upside down

composed; very few creatures in the

and rodent–looking creatures,

her discomfort. Instead of hastily shooing the bat away, he calmly shook the top of the mosquito net. Sensing the movement,

They can’t see well. This house is usually closed all year round. It probably got confused when we opened it today,” he explained, trying to case

the tension in her grip relax as he spoke. With a gentle tone, he reassured

she stubbornly retorted, “I’m not scared, just surprised, that’s all. I’m a doctor, remember? I’ve seen

moved to sit slightly away, ceding the best spot by the door, perfect for enjoying the

them out. Instead, he simply nodded with a warm smile. “All right, you’re

but unable to confirm it, moved toward the edge of the mosquito net, continuing to watch the fireflies. However, the area was rife with mosquitoes, and soon she was bitten. multiple times on her

so cold at night, and

bites, Lysander knew she would

meticulously set–up mosquito net, puzzled by the absence of gaps. Yet, he realized. that addressing the mosquito issue was the immediate priority. He pulled out a bottle of liquid mosquito repellant, explaining. “The outdoor gear shop didn’t have antihistamine ointment,