His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 683

Chapter 683 Accepting A Lost Bet

Lysander opened her mouth and paused for a it but said nothing in the end.

As they spoke, they had already stepped out of the small church’s outermost door, returning to the street.

The parade had come to an end, yet the streets were just as busy, filled with various street vendors. It was said that the influx of tourists that year had attracted an unusually high number of vendors, so much so that the designated areas for setting up stalls were no longer sufficient.

Lysander felt nonplussed about what happened, but the lively atmosphere quickly eased her mood.

When Josiah was in Harborbrook, he had visited the night markets before. However, this was his first time at a bustling market like this, where vendors sold all kinds of goods. He was instantly dazzled and couldn’t help but express his amazement.

“If Nilou’s father were to set up a stall here, he’d surely sell many of his crafts. But I’ve bought all their straw origami stock, so I doubt they have any left.”

“There’s no need to feel any regret.” Lysander’s voice grew more solemn as she thought of the villagers. “We’ve managed to get through the recent troubles, but as long as Dillon and his men aren’t brought to justice, the crisis in the village remains unresolved. There would be no mood for festivities, let alone setting up stalls. Naturally, protecting their homes becomes the top priority.”

Upon hearing these words, Josiah suddenly realized that he had overlooked something previously. His gaze sharpened as he said, “Indeed, those who don’t plan ahead will find trouble at their doorstep.”

The world he lived in was starkly different from this place. The boundaries between them couldn’t be broken by merely living there for a few days.

Lysander looked up at him.

The expression on Josiah’s face appeared rather solemn.

The casual attitude that had been present earlier, when they were eager to join the festivities and pay their respects to the deities, was now diminished. Instead, a subtle sense of worry prevailed.

Suddenly, Lysander found herself uncertain. She had inadvertently toppled a golden boy from his lofty pedestal, bringing him back down to earth. He was now aware of a world with which he had never before interacted with.

it quite

considerate of her feelings, there were always some subconscious reactions that increasingly made her

time, the tables have turned. Josiah should be feeling the

expect that you could actually

that Josiah wouldn’t last three days before he would leave. But seeing him not only stay the course but also actively empathize with others, she admitted, “I accept that I lost the bet. I have guessed wrong

can’t send me away again.” Josiah took advanta softly asked while looking

low blood sugar if she skipped breakfast. As for the

he spent in the village allowed him to learn that frugality was indeed a

“Since we’re out, let’s not worry about these things. Back in our school days. Daphne and I would eat at street stalls and we

was a truly

being able to do that back then. Noticing Lysander’s interest, he bought several snacks she had glanced at while they were walking.

paper and held

the licorice candy, she suddenly asked helplessly, “Can you really finish

can’t; so I only bought one of each item,”

lunch later,

hunched. Even the wooden basket in front of her was notably worn out. Her

at the duck eggs in the basket. She asked, “Grandma,

responded in a shaky voice, “They’re homemade pickled

so low it was hard

Upon getting a good look at the old woman, he instantly understood why she was asking for the price. He bent down and began

buy duck eggs, the old woman cheerfully said, “Feel free to choose.

always wanted one like

even reach twenty. Even if one were to include the price of the basket, it would barely amount

fork by Camming a code. Azt most, be pulled out a hundrest and handed it over Ma’am, I don’t have any

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