The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 54 Unable To Move On

Lysanne sneered, full of sarcasm: “Dr. Throne, if you find it hard to move on, just admit it. There’s no shame in being honest. Why bother being so stubborn?”

“Who says I can’t move on?”

Lysander’s tone was not aggressive, as she spoke calmly and methodically.

She wasn’t adept at arguing, but as she had informed Lynn when others mistreated her, she wasn’t one to be pushed around.

This was the first time Lysander had spoken to Lysanne so impolitely.

Even though they had clashed before, Lysander had always maintained her dignity and rarely resorted to direct confrontation.

Lysanne was momentarily stunned but quickly smirked with a look of victory on her face. “It’s been over a month, Dr. Thorne. Didn’t you say you were going to buy a house? Have you bought one?”

“Or is it that you don’t have enough money?” Lysanne chuckled smugly. “It’s no wonder. But Dr. Thorne, you’re still young. Buying a house is no small amount of money. It’s normal for a wage earner like you to not be able to afford it. Since leaving Josiah, you don’t even have a place to live. Where are you staying now? A hotel? The expenses must be quite high. Can your salary cover the cost of living in a hotel?”

Lysander said coldly. “I have friends. Don’t worry, Miss Thorne, I won’t be sleeping on the streets.”

“Oh, you’re staying at a friend’s house.” Lysanne said. “So. you’re relying on the hospitality of others. What, are you here to complain to Josiah and ask for money?”

“Don’t worry. Even if I want to buy a house, I will rely on my own efforts, not on getting rich-quick

schemes.

here? Trying to relive old memories

face turned livid, and he interrupted her sharply. “Stop this farce in

look like the type to come to this trendy restaurant? She had acted indifferently before, but deep down, she couldn’t bear to give up her life of luxury, right? Josiah,

“You better shut up…”

out of the restaurant

ran over, “Hello, sir. How can

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Unable To Move

“Your friends are…”

lit

slightly. He pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses

I’ll go get

“Thank you.”

over, said a few words to the colleague checking the queue numbers, and then opened the entrance, “Ladies, please

pulled Lysander to

a step and blocked the entrance, extending her arm to stop them, questioning the waiter, “Didn’t you just say everyone has to line

scolded by her before, was still polite but not friendly, “Because their friend has already taken a number. They are

“Friend?”