The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 396 You Might As Well Have Slapped Me Directly

“Sometimes I stay here, but usually I have the staff clean it daily. I’ll have them change the sheets and quil for you in a bit. You can stay here for the time being.”

Lysander asked, “What about you?”

Josiah replied. “I live next door.”

“Oh.”

Josiah stated. “This is the top floor, offering great privacy. Once the door is closed, it’s your own personal sanctuary, where you’re free to laugh or cry as you please. The soundproofing is excellent too, so you don’t have to worry about me hearing anything from next door.”

Lysander said. “I don’t have money to cover your hotel bill.”

“Lysander, your words hurt more than a direct slap in the face,” he responded.

“Take a good rest. I won’t disturb you during this period. If you need anything, feel free to call the front desk, or you can call me as well.”

“Understood.”

“Then, I’m heading next door.”

“All right.”

Josiah left, and Lysander closed the door.

Just as he had said, this was a room at the very top, offering a great deal of privacy. Once the door was closed, it was a world of one’s own.

phone had run out of battery a while

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hailed from

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back in the country? Is there

a message when you do? I just want

a liking to you. After you left, it kept waiting by the door for

a photograph of a small white dog lying in front of

expansive living room, the tiny creature

overwhelmed? If so, let’s pretend I never

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As Well Have Slapped Me Directly

locations, and the landlords seem pretty decent. I took some photos for you to look at. Pick the one you like, and I’ll reserve it for you. That tway,

Are my messages

Adrian:

but I won’t be in touch for a while. Take some time to clear your head, spend time with your family, or perhaps have a

you won’t forget that across the vast ocean, there

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these messages, Lysander completely collapsed onto the

forearm, her mind a chaotic mess.

minutes later, the doorbell

she opened the door, the waiter was delivering food. “Mrs. Guerra, this is the chicken broth