The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 172 Not To The Point Of Hatred

The color drained from Josiah’s face almost immediately.

Lysander couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh. Indeed, even the most gentle and chivalrous man would become enraged when their sexual prowess was brought into question.

“Lysander, you still hate me, don’t you.”

“It’s not to the point of hate; at most, it’s just annoyance.”

“I had no intention to intrude on your life during this period.”

“Who would want their ex–husband constantly following them around after a divorce? This feeling of being watched is extremely unpleasant.”

Josiah took a deep breath. “I just wanted to see if you’re doing well.”

“I’m doing great. My parents shower me with love, my little sister adores me, my job is going smoothly, and I get along well with both my boss and colleagues. You need to stop assuming that I’m living in misery without you, okay? Even without you, the world still turns, I still go to work, and life goes on. I’m not pitiful at all and don’t need any extra care. I’ve simply returned to my original life, do you understand?”

Josiah couldn’t find the words to respond.

you finished defending yourself?

her wrist and said, “Lysander, may I ask one final

withdrew her wrist before asking,

for him when you

“So, after all this talk, this is what you’ve been dwelling on. Do you feel shortchanged because I didn’t do the same for you during those three

understand. If you don’t like him,

of two seconds, then bypassed

and gloomily dark, separated only by a single door

restaurant was not particularly large. In fact, in a bustling city like Harborbrook, it wasn’t the kind of place that most families would choose for a wedding banquet due to its lack

entire hall only contained roughly a dozen tables, yet it subtly appeared

in military attire was likely gathered for a veteran’s reunion. To the right, the cluster in school uniforms was probably having a graduation party. Further off was

a few tables left for guests of Josiah and

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the vague silhouettes of people,

mother was seated in a wheelchair, with her father holding a glass of