His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 679 I Will Accompany You

“Thankfully, electronic payment is an option here, saving me the awkwardness of having to ask random strangers for cash.”

As he spoke, he tore open the antiseptic package, intending to apply it on Lysander with a cotton swab, naturally squatting down in the process.

Lysander thought he was making a mountain out of a molehill, but she couldn’t resist his persistence. Reluctantly, she extended her hand and said, “I’ll do it myself.”

“I’ll be gentle,” promised Josiah, as he delicately applied as light as a feather medicine to her wound. His movements were

Lysander studied his prominent nose, contemplating his serious expression. A swirl of emotions stirred within her, a complex blend she couldn’t quite pinpoint:

This serene moment was akin to the time before the truth had been unveiled.

Lysander felt an inexplicable sting in her nose.

Upon lifting his gaze, Josiah noticed an unusual glint in her eyes, immediately causing him to worry, “Does it hurt?”

“No.” Lysander gently shook her head. “How’s the wound on your leg? You didn’t get it wet in the shower, did you?”

“No, I was extra careful,” Josiah responded, suddenly flashing a mysterious smile. “By the way, can you guess what I overheard the receptionist saying when I went to get the second room key?”

Lysander didn’t think he’d appreciate being seen as a freeloader. She asked with confusion, “Has the misunderstanding been cleared up?”

“No.” Josiah chuckled.

“I wasn’t familiar with the local roads, so I told them I was buying medicine for my girlfriend and needed to know where the pharmacy was. When I returned, I overheard the receptionist and the cleaning lady discussing how impressive my customer service was…”

His expression was calm, indicating that he had already accepted the situation.

A smile tugged at the corner of Lysander’s mouth. “I’ll still have to find a chance to explain.”

“What’s there to explain? We won’t be staying for more than a few days. Pay no heed to it.”

“Are you willing to be misunderstood as a toy boy?”

Josiah posed a direct counter–question to her. “Our relationship is either the wealthy woman and her toy boy, or boyfriend and girlfriend. Which of these roles would you prefer?”

her

had seen through her thoughts from the very beginning, his demeanor relaxed. “So, let them believe I’m just a toy boy,” he

at a loss for

if all men enjoyed roleplay.

raised an eyebrow and asked, “Dr. Thorne, do you need any assistance

water and choked abruptly, coughing for quite a

out a helpless

Lysander’s face. “I’m not accustomed to your high–society

society is dull, it’s

two pieces of tissue to wipe

to create a clear

the boundary with his hand, promising, “Rest assured, I won’t cross the

for him to sleep on the floor. The sofa in the room was

her demeanor would involuntarily soften. Moreover, she owed him a great favor.

rest now, especially if you’re planning on going to the

was sitting sideways, intently watching her. His deep–set eyes were gently illuminated

to close her eyes, but even without seeing him, she could still feel his intense gaze, prompting her to

just a few days ago, albeit in a cramped dorm

it was almost unbearable, yet he dared not press

a bit

the same way, actually. Maybe it’s because my body and mind are both exhausted to the extreme that I can’t sleep. In medical terms, this could be explained as my

brief silence, Josiah asked, “Can you explain

nervous system taking over and releasing too many thyroid hormones,”

seeing the intensity in her eyes, and admitted with a sigh, “Honestly…

offer the simplest explanation. “It’s like being overwhelmed by anxiety, unable to recover immediately. Similar to a stretched rubber band, if you let go suddenly, it will only cause harm. One can only wait for it to

Josiah finally

didn’t offer any meals, so both of them had to order

enjoying a bowl of pasta each. Yet, annoyingly,

we chat for a

objections. “What should

know,” admitted Josiah, struggling to voice his true thoughts. He merely ask, “Doesn’t this feel like deja vu to

the period of time after they got married.