The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 432 The Air Is Filled With Tension

Josiah? What’s he doing here?

Lysander took another look at the kindly–looking lady standing in front of her. Her face was unfamiliar, yet her efficient and quick movements reminded Lysander somewhat of Eleanor.

Is she a housekeeper? Then who’s the new neighbort

“Aiden, do we have any aspirin at home?” another voice called out, sounding strained.

“You just moved in, how could everything be perfectly in place? Just wait a bit, Josiah, I’ll call for an errand runner for you.”

“Hurry up, my head is killing me.” The weariness in Josiah’s voice was more pronounced than it had been at the billiard lounge, impossible to overlook.

In her moment of hesitation. Aiden emerged from the neighboring doorway, glancing around before his eyes fell on the unfolding scene. “Martha, what’s taking you so long- he began, but his words trailed off as he caught sight of his surroundings, inhaling sharply. “Adrian? What are you doing here? You… Were you with Lysander last night?”

Martha chuckled lightly, adding to the confusion, “So, you two know each other?”

Aiden, looking flustered, asked in a whisper filled with urgency, “Adrian, weren’t you in Stounia?”

Adrian replied calmly, “I just got back last night.”

“You came straight here after returning? Did you also spend the night at Lysander’s place?”

Martha interjected with a laugh, “They’re a married couple, after all. There’s nothing unusual about them sleeping together.”

Aiden appeared visibly agitated, stamping his foot as he exclaimed, “Martha, please, no more talking! Isn’t it chaotic enough already? You should hurry back to the kitchen, go on, quickly now.”

Aiden seemed close to tears at the misunderstanding. They’re not the ones who are married!

Lysander, feeling her face pale, hastily pushed away Adrian’s arm and steadied herself against the door frame, slipping her shoes on with trembling hands.

slowly withdrew his arm, maintaining his composure as he addressed Aiden,

an acknowledgment.

the mansion that Mom and Dad bought

trouble sleeping, and he didn’t want his late returns to disturb her. So, he asked me to find a suitable house for him. I ended up renting this place. Yesterday, he drank too much, so I

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he spoke, his eyes flickering back and forth between Adrian and

with Lysander, what would be

dressed in casual home clothes, his face more haggard and pale than usual, betraying his exhaustion. He furrowed his brows as he inquired, “Aiden, who are you talking to?”

Aiden hastily tried to deflect, but

Adrian, who had shown up at Lysander’s doorstep early in the morning. His

faced Josiah with an even–tempered gaze, casually remarking, “Mr. Guerra, have you

comment, his piercing stare carrying an unmistakable sharpness, accentuated by the bloodshot

bottle of medicine, which she handed over to

eyebrow inquisitively.

tablet at a time,”

long look, his expression unreadable, and chose not to respond.

eager to ease the tension, gratefully took the medicine, thanking her, “Thanks, Lysander.”

were at the billiard lounge

smell was potent, indicating that he had either been drinking heavily or had only

His reply was curt, “I have my work schedule to maintain. Some matters

by his harsh tone, was the first to look away,

Josiah, trying to diffuse the situation. “Let’s set aside work discussions for now. It appears it will be a while before the housekeeper finishes preparing

was filled

shiver down his spine, hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just about to finish.” Josiah, shouldn’t we head

into a sardonic half–smile, his eyes studying Adrian intently for a moment