His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 682 Seeking Matrimony

Lysander found it adorable and squatted down to pet its cad. Amidst the soft purring, she said, “They say people who keep pets at home are particularly attractive to small animals. I never thought it would be true.”

She hadn’t spent time with her own cat for quite a while. As she looked at the lion cat in front of her, she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt toward it, a faint glimmer of remorse evident in her eyes.

“Had I known so much would happen later on, I really shouldn’t have adopted a pet by impulse. Looking back, I have truly let down White Coat and the kitten you gave me. White Coat is in a better situation with Dr. Sutton taking care of it. He loves animals, so I’m sure it is in good hands. As for the kitten, I wonder how it is doing?”

Before her departure, Lysander had already exerted a great deal of effort to ensure that everything concerning those around her was taken care of. She didn’t mention anything about the kitten at home, purely because she knew Josiah would look after it. At that time, she never imagined that they would meet again so soon.

Upon hearing her address Adrian as Dr. Sutton, a wave of joy washed over Josiah. He replied warmly, “Don’t worry, the Ragdoll kitten is being well taken care of. Before I left, I picked it up from the pet store and handed it over to my mother. She was delighted when she saw it, saying it was like having another child in the house.”

“I’m glad to hear that Madam Susan can also some company.”

Lysander gently scratched the Chausie’s chin, feeling as if she had put another worry to rest. She took the opportunity to lift the cat for a quick check–up. Seeing that it was healthy and had even been neutered, she then set it free.

Josiah watched her interact with the Chausie with great interest before saying, “The cat at home has everything it needs now. It just lacks a name. How about you give it one?”

Over a month had passed, and the once palm–sized kitten had grown into a fluffy ball of fur, so plush it could serve as a scarf.

“Did you not name it?” Lysander asked, somewhat surprised.

Naming something implies a bond. She had always thought she was only temporarily taking care of the Ragdoll kitten. She planned to give it back to Josiah once they stopped contacting each other. Unexpectedly, not only did they not sever their ties, but it also grew deeper.

of fate playing tricks on

wanted to give it a nice name, but I’m not really creative with this kind of thing. So, I

Lysander fell silent.

to take White Coat to the pet store for grooming, she was often met with looks of surprise from the staff who handled the registrations. Almost every one of them would double–check with her to confirm White Coat’s

other party wouldn’t

her, she responded. “I’m really not that good at naming them, you know. Even White Coat was a

its owner. You can name it

me when such a cute little kitten ends up

like the name belongs to

spot to ask for a sign from the deities across the courtyard

church, there resided an elderly man whose hair and beard were all white. He was likely the one responsible for interpreting the signs from the deities. Seeing the two of them as first–time visitors, he took the initiative to approach and guide them. “If you wish to draw a sign, simply kneel on the cushion

“They are all numbered. If you want to draw a sign, just put some money into the donation box or you can use the QR code to make a

box was updated to keep up with the times,

pay separately. Otherwise, what if the deity

family, her deceased child, and her foster father who had passed away. She

container, a sign fell out. It was labeled

it, the old man chuckled and said, “You’re quite lucky. That’s a very auspicious sign. The inscription signifies great blessing and protection upon you and your family.”

of paper that contained Lysander’s interpretation and handed it over to

of paper, which seemed to bring her comfort as she carefully folded it and

an auspicious sign, Josiah was genuinely happy for her. When it was his turn to draw, his mind was filled with thoughts of her, resulting in him drawing

in his expression, Lysander softly said, “Even though I’m not sure what you’re seeking, didn’t you say it before? If things don’t go as you wish, you

words of comfort were certainly

It’s a mediocre sign but not too bad,” the elder consoled him before continuing to interpret it.