His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 720 I Will Never Forgive You

He rambled on for quite a while, even bringing up the legal advisor. “You should meet with Mr. Peter Hudson along with Olivia. He will help you sort everything out…“.

Suppressing her anxiety, Lysander interrupted, “Don’t talk about this now. I don’t know what’s in your safe deposit box, and I don’t know Mr. Peter Hudson. The fire is so intense, so someone is bound to call the police. Once we are out, you can handle these matters yourself.”

Lysander gazed into the distance, feeling uncertain.

The commotion here should have attracted nearby people, but none of Josiah’s men had shown up. They were probably unable to at the moment.

The bodyguards Tiffany brought were not numerous but highly skilled, making them difficult to take down individually.

Josiah seemed to realize this too. He looked at Lysander as if trying to memorize her features and said hoarsely, “I have an idea. The fire started from below. We can go to the roof to buy time and wait for rescue.”

Lysander followed his gaze upward.

The overhanging caves were still some distance away.

Josiah grabbed her hand and crouched down. “We can’t waste any more time. You go up first.”

He let Lysander step onto his shoulders and then lifted her up.

Knowing she couldn’t lift Josiah, Lysander did not argue. Once she was up, she immediately clung to the edge of the caves and stretched out her hand to him. “Quick! Give me your hand, I will pull you up!”

Josiah did not reach out. Instead, he stood up and looked at her with a complex expression.

“Lysander Thorne,” he called her by her full name for the first time, his voice catching slightly. “Keep climbing. The higher you go, the safer you will be.”

air. She then realized that Josiah had known

a ruse to get her

heard herself speak in a panicked voice, “I can reach your hand. Don’t give up, let’s

her tears start to fall. “My hands are injured, and it

did not want Lysander

sorry. I once promised I would never leave you, that I would die after you. Now it seems those words were premature. I am sorry. Go now!”

had already

platform at the top of the stairs where Josiah stood creaked under the heat, ready to collapse at any

ago. The things I left are for you and my mom. If you can, please take care of

but her vision blurred as the smoke she had inhaled began

faded completely, replaced by the sound of sirens.

by Josiah’s voice.

clearly that she was lying on the roof, but it felt like

hair neat, but his expression was unusually

say that. I’ve heard enough of it. You did nothing wrong this time as you

Her body was heavy

expected such words to come from her

Instead, he silently looked at her, as if he would

blurred, leaving only the two of

don’t like,” Josiah said, taking her hand. She did not shake

not blaming

people tend to speak kindly when they were on their

regrets. Take care of yourself. Maybe find a good husband, someone

almost inaudible. But it was this

smelled of disinfectant.