His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 678 A Man And A Woman Alone Together

Perhaps it was due to the he seemed particularly small.

rather skimpy towels, but the one Josiah had wrapped around himself from covering the essential areas, it barely concealed anything at all.

During the course of their marriage, they had already done everything that was expected of them.

But at that moment, in the clear light of day, a man and a woman found themselves alone together in the same room…

Moreover, they were in a hotel room.

It unexpectedly reminded her of that one night at Apex City.

Lysander cleared his throat softly and asked, “Aren’t you cold?”

Josiah answered truthfully, “I just finished taking a bath, I’m not cold.”

“Oh.” Lysander walked briskly past him without lifting her head. “I’m off to take a shower. You should hurry and get dressed, be careful not to catch a cold.”

The bathroom was still filled with lingering warmth. Upon closing the glass door, her vision became significantly obstructed. After she undressed and turned on the shower to wash her hair, her sight was further engulfed by a vast expanse of white mist.

Lysander had a particular penchant for cleanliness. Seeing that the bathroom slippers provided were not disposable, she opted to go barefoot like Josiah, stepping onto the clean tiles to bathe.

However, probably because the soap hadn’t rinsed off properly, she slipped and fell as soon as she took her first step.

As she stumbled toward the sink, she instinctively let out a gasp instinctively. “Ah-”

In the next moment, the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside, and she was caught just in time.

The hot water continued to spray down, instantly drenching the two of them.

Josiah gazed at the bright eyes peeking out from beneath Lysander’s disheveled hair, his breath catching inexplicably. He quickly turned his face away, muttering in a hoarse voice, “Are you all right?”

He didn’t dare to let his gaze wander further down. Instead, he focused on the delicate curve of Lysander’s jawline, then lifted his eyes toward the white sheets hanging outside the glass partition, using it as a distraction to mask his nervousness.

pain from bumping into the corner of the sink, instinctively wanting to express

from Josiah’s embrace. Turning her back

“…Mmm.”

just about to turn around to shut the door herself found themselves facing cach other once again. One was drenched from head to toe, while

the shower on to its maximum,

shower than anticipated, utterly unsure of how

resurface in their mind. She continued to bathe until the water gradually turned cold, only then did she sluggishly begin to

“Lysander.”

muffled voice echoed from outside

hairdryer and went on high

non–slip mats. Here, you can use my discarded clothes as a makeshift mat. This way, you won’t

could make out Josiah’s silhouette.

a bundle of fabric in his hand,

and toss you the clothes. Is that

felt her lips were somewhat

she was afraid she

still nursing his injuries. Who would take care of him if

her heart, Lysander agreed,

came Josiah’s reply.

door was nudged open from the

after, a bundle of clothing was swiftly tossed at her feet, and then the bathroom door

throat, speaking softly. “I don’t want them anymore. Feel

“Oh.”

nothing else, you may

Josiah l hat.

on the ground, stepped on them, and continued blow–drying her

furthest from the bathroom. He had slightly cracked open the window and stood rooted to the

unclear what thoughts

result, the temperature inside the room had become

help but sneeze.

sure to tightly shut the window before he turned to look in her direction. Seeing her barefoot on the floor, he