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

soon as it was charged, several missed calls immediately popped up.

all hailed from Stounia.

several

in the country? Is there an

me a message when you do? I just want

to you. After you left, it

accompanying image was a photograph of a small white dog

the tiny creature seemed

so, let’s pretend I never said

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396 You Might As Well

places that would be suitable for a girl to live alone. They’re all in great 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

messages

Adrian:

be in touch for a while. Take some time to clear your head, spend time with your family,

forget that across the vast ocean, there

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these messages, Lysander completely

with her forearm, her mind a chaotic mess.

minutes later,

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