The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 287 How Do You Want To Play

Aiden slapped his face with a resounding smack.

Zane was slowly backing away, ready to bolt at any moment.

Only Daphne remained, reveling in the chaos. “Ms. Elmore, you still haven’t answered my question. How do you know the child’s skin color was due to hyperpigmentation? And how do you know Lysanne was bringing food to Old Mrs. Guerra?”

“Lysanne told me herself. I believe her.”

Squeak!

A piercing sound echoed.

Zane, in his haste to escape, had knocked over a chair

He yelled as he made his escape, “Josiah, I’ve got something urgent at home. Gotta go!”

Then he quickly fled the “crime scene.

Aiden’s curses followed, “D’mn it, Zane! You ran off without me!”

was baffled. “Why is Zane running-away? What’s he so scared of, like he’s seen

almost Halloween. Maybe he really

“Ms. Everhart, do you have any common sense? Halloween was two or

already passed? Well, I must be

“It’s not your

“Knowing you’re dumb means you’re not too dumb. Just read more books in

to hold back her laughter, Daphne nodded. “Okay, thanks for

nothing. After all, I graduated from a famous law school, unlike you who graduated from a third- rate university. Encouraging you to read more is for

your great kindness, Ms. Elmore. I’ll never forget it,” Daphne said before. bursting into laughter. “I can’t hold it in anymore. You guys keep chatting. I’ll go laugh over there for a

“Is your friend really mentally ill? If she is, it’s better to seek treatment early. Mental

throat. “Well,

at the

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Adrian was smiling.

was incredibly

Lysanne looked pale.

had given up struggling and was now sitting in corner,

still loudly declaring, “Josiah, I’ve explained everything clearly. You can’t misunderstand Lyss anymore. After all these years of pining for her, now that you’ve finally got her, don’t let petty things come between you. She’d be devastated. If she regrets being with you

You loved her for years, and I’ve witnessed your love. Mr. Guerra, you should treat Mrs. Guerra well. Don’t regret

vigorously, like a pecking hen. “Exactly, exactly.