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 lip.

had seen through her thoughts from the very beginning, his

a loss for words.

if all men enjoyed roleplay.

sleep at night, Josiah even raised an eyebrow

water and

her back, Josiah let out a helpless laugh. “Can’t you

“I’m not accustomed to your

dull, it’s better

out two pieces of tissue

Josiah instinctively used clothes to create a clear boundary on the

promising, “Rest assured,

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

wounded patient, her demeanor would involuntarily

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

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

him, she could still feel his

time they shared a bed was just a few

he felt back then. His back was so tense that it was almost

admitted, “I’m… having a bit of

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 brain being overly

asked, “Can you explain it

to your sympathetic nervous system taking

intensity in her eyes, and admitted with a sigh, “Honestly… I’m still

no but to offer the simplest explanation. “It’s like being overwhelmed by anxiety, unable to recover immediately. Similar to a stretched rubber band, if you let

around, Josiah finally understood.

hotel didn’t offer any meals, so both

at ease after enjoying a bowl of pasta each. Yet, annoyingly, they didn’t feel the slightest bit sleepy.

“How about we chat for a bit? Maybe we’ll get

objections. “What should we talk about?”

his true thoughts. He merely ask, “Doesn’t this feel like

referring to the period of time after they got married.