The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 89 Baby Diary

In the time it took to speak, Eleanor had already packed up everything.

“Mr. Guerra, Madam and I will leave first. Madam has been in a bad mood lately, and if she sees Ms. Lysanne, she probably won’t sleep well for the next few days.”

Outside, Susan urged, “Eleanor, don’t pack too much. Let’s hurry up and leave. We can buy anything need later.”

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“Alright, Madam. I’ll be right there,” Eleanor replied, and then whispered to Josiah, “Mr. Guerra, I may have said too much today, but… think about it.”

Eleanor quickly walked out with the suitcase. “Madam, let’s go.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Josiah turned around and chased after them. He took the suitcase from Eleanor’s hands and said, “I’ll drive you.

Susan said, “You don’t have to trouble yourself. Eleanor will call a cab.”

Josiah didn’t listen and carried the suitcase out of the door, after which he opened the trunk of the car.

However, there was something in the trunk Lysander’s belongings.

Susan followed after him and saw it too, and she immediately recognized them. “Isn’t this Lysander’s clothes? Why are they in a cardboard box? And this… what is this?”

It was bloodstains.

The bloodstains of a dead fish, which had turned into a thick, foul-smelling liquid, could be seen on the light yellow sweater.

Almost all the clothes were damaged to varying degrees. Hardly any of them were intact.

Susan understood at a glance and sneered.

tightly. He took the box and placed it on the

the backseat. “Mom, Eleanor, get in, I’ll take you to the mountain resort for a few days. The air there

There was no reply.

“Mom,

really made up your mind to divorce and be

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Chapter 89 Baby Diary

“Tell me the truth.”

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life with her, then please take care of her in the future. I am already in my sixties. I don’t want to be

will resolve it as soon as possible and take you

and Eleanor got into the car, and Josiah

car stopped at the entrance of

mother and Eleanor in.

receptionist nodded. “Okay, Mr. Guerra. There are only

“Okay.”

your room

took them and frowned slightly as he looked at the numbers on the key cards. Weren’t these the same

“What’s wrong. Mr. Guerra?”

his head. “I

a pause, he added, “On the second floor, the one

already

“Reserved?”

“Yes.

malfunction in this suite and they cannot check in temporarily. Offer to switch them