His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 680

Chapter 680 A Gentle Touch

The following morning, her biological clock almost failed her. It was the sound of Josiah freshening up that roused her from sleep.

After a day of rest, the exhaustion from the day before finally revealed itself. No sooner had she sat up than a wave of fatigue and backache washed over her, as if she’d been run over by a truck.

It’s time I focus on strengthening my body and exercising more.

Upon hearing the noise from outside, Josiah hurriedly emerged from the bathroom, apologizing, “I’m sorry if I woke you. I intended to wake you only after I finished freshening up!

Lysander had slept rather soundly that night, so much so that she almost overslept. Upon hearing his voice, it felt as though she was still in a dream, until the bustling sounds from the nearby street reached her ears.

The next moment, the sound of fireworks, which had become a rarity in the city, began to resonate.

Bewildered, Lysander gazed toward the direction of the curtains, only speaking once the noise had subsided. “Seems like the festival of the deities has started.”

Josiah’s eardrums throbbed with pain. He had never imagined that the festival of the deities was such a grand affair,

As a child, Lysander had visited her hometown with Maverick a few times, gaining some understanding of the local customs. When it was time to leave, she shared a few more insights with Josiah.

“The festival of the deities originally started as a ritual. In my hometown, they would mark its beginning with fireworks, welcoming the deities. The front desk lady mentioned yesterday that the parade should be starting soon.”

Josiah had never seen it before. Initially, he just wanted to spend time with Lysander. But at that moment, he was genuinely intrigued by it.

The two casually grabbed a bag of breadsticks from a breakfast stall near the hotel, then headed together toward the street where the festival of the deities was being held. Along the way, the streets were teeming with tourists, even more bustling than the wholesale mall they had visited the day before.

in one hand while keeping Lysander close with the

She shifted to the side, finished

merely eaten two pieces.

Silently, he secured the top of the brown paper bag and shifted it to

go then.” Lysander took the opportunity to put

filled with people heading to the start of the parade to join the festivities. The two of them could only maintain a distance of a few inches at most. Even if they

the soy milk, Lysander stopped in her tracks. She was just about to hand one of the cups to

can’t

but was too slow. Seeing that she was about to be swept away by the crowd, Josiah swiftly extended his arm and pulled

barreling toward her. Unable to stop in time, he collided with her, sending her directly into the

unexpectedly bent down to check on Lysander, and his chin ended up hitting her forehead. She had no way to avoid it, and in an attempt to protect her soy milk, she subconsciously lifted her

sensation brush against his

Lysander had already lifted her hand to wipe her lips. She had just eaten a breadstick and hadn’t had the chance to wipe her mouth, feeling so embarrassed she wished the ground would swallow her up. “I’m sorry. I’ll get you a tissue.”

spoke, she rummaged through her pockets fervently for what felt like an eternity. Only then did she remember that the clothes she was wearing were hastily bought the previous day, leaving her no time to stow away the essential items she typically carried with

her hand, gently brushing the back

considered

are too many people around. It isn’t convenient to keep tissues in the pocket. I

She was just about to ask him if he had mistaken her hand for a tissue

they were young.

realizing they had carelessly run into someone, they hung their heads

careful in the future. With so

that triggered

seeing Lysander’s gentleness and the handsome man by her side, the child’s mother breathed a sigh of relief and casually struck up a

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