His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 668 I Am Josiah Guerra

As a doctor, Lysander immediately sensed something was o police tell you how this man ended up like this?”

“It seemed that he had been in a car accident. Grandpa Blaine initially refused to accept this, asserting that this man must have been harmed by some villains. However, without any evidence, the man’s family couldn’t accept it either. They took him to a large hospital for an examination, and the results confirmed that he indeed had been in a car accident.”

Rhizone’s voice was filled with dejection. He was still young, but he had already heard the adults discussing these matters, and they sounded utterly disappointed.

“Later on, their family moved away, seemingly to seek medical treatment for their eldest son. After witnessing his predicament, the others didn’t dare to cause any more trouble. Now, whenever they showed up, everyone would avoid them, only returning once they had left.”

“Right now, the village is filled with the elderly and the weak. Everyone’s actions are driven by the fear of their children getting hurt.” Lysander said, her voice soft with concern. She was afraid that exposing him to the harsh realities too soon would lead to his disillusionment with the world.

Josiah, on the other hand, reassured, “I believe in karma. They will soon face their consequences.”

With a mix of skepticism and curiosity, Rhizone questioned, “There’s no such thing as karma. They’ve been doing wrong not just for a day or two, yet who knows when their comeuppance will arrive.”

“It’ll be here soon.”“”

Rhizone didn’t utter another word. He just silently led the way for them, clearly showing that he had become disheartened.

When he spotted a village not too far away, he raised his hand, pointing down the road ahead. “If we go around from that side, we’ll be able to see the health center.”

Their destination was not far off now,

Just as the trio spotted the light of hope, preparing to head back to charge their phones and call the police, a group of unruly youths had already started to approach from the only path they could take.

They practically looked like thugs.

It was just like before when someone had stormed into his home

front of Rhizone, shielding him from what lay ahead.

was off, Lysander slipped out of his embrace without a word, swiftly putting on her shoes.

village doctor now, far more entitled to reprimand others. Josiah was nothing more

behind him, then coolly said to the group of thugs, “Can I help

is yours, isn’t it? You’re dressed decently and you can afford such a nice car. You must

Josiah for a lawyer that the villagers

Lanister was kind enough to offer them a chance to relocate, yet they have the audacity to bring in reinforcements from outside. It seems we must make

absolutely no intention of leaving. He simply observed them with an expressionless face, his gaze as cold as if he were looking at a

his audacious behavior, pointing a finger at him as he continued to berate, “So you’re disregarding my goodwill, huh? Fine, this time

halfway through his speech when his fist, aimed at Josiah, was abruptly caught mid- air. His wrist was twisted at an awkward angle, and

for the relative softness of the village’s dirt road, he would have been seriously injured from the

leader at a disadvantage, were all stunned on the spot. Not one of them reacted in time to

advantage of the moment, Josiah turned to Rhizone behind him and said, “Rhizone, you Thorne back

“What about you!?”

Who would dare

a crowd of thugs, it was untrue to say that Rhizone wasn’t scared. However, he kept in mind what Lysander had

people are all thugs. They aren’t from Riveron Corporation, and they probably don’t

with his reputation at stake in front of his

the nearby shrubbery. Seeing them trying to run, the gang leader got up. Unable to contain his anger, he shouted, “What are you all standing around for? Hurry

here. He took Lysander’s hand and, with a burst of energy, ran far away. He was small in stature, almost concealed by the

could hardly recall the last time Lysander had taken the initiative to hold his hand. He held her slightly cool fingertips, almost

were closing in relentlessly. A few of them had stumbled and fallen due to the winding paths, but there were still a significant number hot

in his steps.