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

of speaking when she suddenly gasped, swiftly pulling away from Josiah’s embrace. Turning her back to him and facing the bathroom wall, she spoke in a flustered and embarrassed tone, “You should

“…Mmm.”

Lysander was just about to turn around to shut the door herself found themselves facing cach other once again. One

to its maximum, using the sound of the gushing water to drown out the loud pounding of

than anticipated, utterly unsure of how to face Josiah.

it was just that the more one tried to forget. something, the more it would inevitably resurface in their mind. She continued to

“Lysander.”

from

hairdryer and went

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

the foggy glass, she could

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

the

felt her lips were somewhat parched.

ground was incredibly slippery, and she was afraid she might fall again.

medical facilities were far from ideal. Josiah was still nursing his injuries. Who would take care

Lysander agreed, saying,

came Josiah’s reply.

The bathroom door was nudged open from

her feet,

softly. “I don’t want them anymore.

“Oh.”

nothing else, you may continue.”

Josiah l hat.

looked at the clothes scattered on the ground, stepped

already standing by the window furthest from the bathroom.

thoughts were occupying his

inside the room

help but sneeze.

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