The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

end of the phone, his heavy voice

half past six, as per her

habitually lit up her phone, only to discover that Zachary had sent her

color are you wearing today?

puzzled as to why he had texted that in the middle of the night.

dress casually, prioritizing

left at Josiah’s place. She supposed they had all been thrown away by Lysander.

new clothes, but not a lot.

she chose a rather student–like

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White shirt, dark blue pants.

even a second-later, his message’came through: Got it.

much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room

at home.

noon, Zachary called. “Lysander,

finally understood why he

was wearing a thick cotton denim jacket, underneath which was a white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that

another warm thing into

ash–roasted potato, which was still hot to the touch, and a clean little plastic spoon wrapped in cling film.

warm your hands and eat it on the way.”

to Quilton

don’t sell it here. No worries. I drove

“Thank