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.

the pain from bumping into the corner of the sink, instinctively wanting to express gratitude. “It’s nothing,

from Josiah’s embrace. Turning her back to him and facing the bathroom wall,

“…Mmm.”

had forgotten to close the door. He hurried back to do so, only to find that Lysander was just about to turn around to

She decisively shut the door and turned the shower on to its maximum, using the sound

much longer in the shower than anticipated, utterly unsure of how to face

that the more one tried to forget. something, the more it would inevitably resurface in their mind. She continued to bathe until the water gradually turned cold, only then did she sluggishly

“Lysander.”

echoed from outside the

the hairdryer and went

my discarded clothes as a makeshift mat.

the foggy glass, she could make out Josiah’s silhouette.

of fabric in his hand, likely the clothes he had changed out of.

and toss you the clothes.

Lysander felt her lips were somewhat

the ground was incredibly slippery, and she was afraid she might fall

in town, the medical facilities were far from ideal. Josiah was still nursing his injuries.

Lysander agreed,

Josiah’s reply.

bathroom door was nudged open from the

a bundle of clothing was swiftly tossed at her feet,

them anymore. Feel free to step on

“Oh.”

you

Josiah l hat.

the ground, stepped on them,

door open, Josiah was already standing by the window furthest from the bathroom. He had

was unclear what thoughts

the room had

help

window before he turned to look in her direction. Seeing her barefoot on the floor, he didn’t