His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 673 Do Not Want To Pressure You

Secing Lysander in that state, Carol grew fearful. She stopped her, saying, “Please wait here, Mrs. Guerra. I’ll go instead.”

Lysander looked at her with immense confusion and said, “It’s fine. I’ll go.”

“No, you can’t,” Carol insisted as she grew increasingly worried. “You’re already exhausted and can’t handle any more stress. Besides, if it really is… I can identify him.”

She then turned to the police officer and said, “I’m Mr. Guerra’s secretary and have worked with him for many years. It serves the same function if I go.”

The police officer had no objections to her offer. “Sure, come with me.”

However, Lysander abruptly reached out to hold onto Carol. “Ms. Collins, let’s go together. If I don’t g today. I might regret it for the rest of my life. I’ve already… lost too many people.”

For no reason, she recalled the words Josiah said in the mountains near the spa resort.

One by one. My child and my father have left me. Indeed, no one in this world can accompany me forever. If Josiah also….

Her words made Carol hesitate, a rare occurrence. As their standoff continued, the forensic doctor returned from the other end. Upon seeing his colleague, he promptly gestured with his hand.

“There’s no need to call anyone for identification. This body couldn’t possibly belong to the person who went missing last night. It’s decomposed to the point that only a skeleton is left, suggesting it must’ve been submerged for at least a month or two to reach this state. However, we’ll need to return to the station to verify the actual time of death.”

The forensic doctor’s words brought Lysander out of her depressing thoughts, saving her from the brink of a mental breakdown.

Carol was instantly thrilled. “It’s not him! Mrs. Guerra, did you hear that? It isn’t him!”

Lysander felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body her heart suspended in fear finally settled back in place.

If the body in the lake isn’t Josiah, then where is he?

Lysander’s heart filled with apprehension again.

“I’ll go and ask around, see if there are any

for the

her hands were smeared with mud and her clothes

and said, “It’s fine. I’ll

she was joking deliberately to cheer her up, so she played along

have you! You have to stand up for me.” Carol was never one for many words, nor did she wear her emotions on her sleeve. It seems that this piece of news

Lysander chuckled.

the village to search for Josiah, had returned. She ran as she screamed. “Dr. Thorne! Josiah is back!”

behind her, Josiah was

walked so fast that Rhizone had to jog behind him just

“Mr. Guerral”

beckoning the doctors in the ambulance to come over and assist. They quickly surrounded Josiah, forming an impenetrable circle around him. Josiah was tall. Even amidst the crowd, he stood out. He looked past them, his gaze

of Lysander’s eyes. She took a deep breath to calm

the sign, the people surrounding him tactfully stepped

approach,

“Mmhmm.”

a moment to thoroughly look him up and down. When she saw his injuries were merely superficial, aside from a

with the scabs from the scratches she got from grass and leaves the night before. If she let her

“Don’t worry about

mean you shouldn’t worry about me. There’s nothing between us now, so it’s natural that you’re not worried about me… Wait, what am I

what you’re

lifted his head, slowly exhaling a sigh of

shift stirred within Lysander’s heart, and she

past few days, she had gradually come

who had been raised in privilege and comfort from a young

and sleeping, just the issue of mosquitoes and poor reception alone was enough to

mysophobia, yet he had barely

restrooms. Instead, they were all pit toilets, small spaces built with bricks by the residents