The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 552 The Final Gamble

Carol spoke rather sentimentally. “Actually, you found her a long time ago.”

“Indeed,” Josiah admitted with a hint of melancholy. “I was too obsessed. I had noticed early on that Lysanne’s temperament had changed since childhood, yet I never doubted it.”

“Mr. Guerra, even though I’m your secretary, as a womarl, I can’t help but feel more sympathy for Mrs.. Guerra.”

“I understand.”

The two had been working together for many years. Without saying much, they both understood each other.

Josiah asked, “Please answer a question from a woman’s perspective for me.”

“Go ahead,” she said.

“Would you still accept me if you were Lysander?”

Carol hesitated for a moment, forcing a laugh. “Mr. Guerra, I’m not your wife. My choices don’t. necessarily align with hers.”

A chill ran through Josiah’s heart. “Okay, I understand.”

Carol heard his dejected tone and wanted to offer comfort. However, while she excelled at handling tasks, providing comfort was something she found quite challenging.

After a brief silence, she heard Josiah ask, “How are things at the hospital?”

Carol had initially planned to share the details with him, and upon hearing his request, truthfully relayed, “After you left with Mrs. Guerra, everything at Thorne Constructions and Energies was fine, except… Ms. Thorne had returned to the hospital.”

Josiah was instantly infuriated. “Is she bothering Mr. Thorne and his family again?”

“She’s here right now at Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s.”

Josiah’s effort to suppress his rising anger. When he finally spoke, his voice had turned considerably colder. “What is she planning to

flat, devoid of any trace of emotion, and the undertone of his words hinted at a deep–seated disdain.

was making a phone call not far from Molly’s hospital room. After a glance, she replied, “It’s the same old story. You’ve blocked her path. Her only hope lies in Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s continued pity for her, hoping they might grant her a bit more of their wealth. She’s causing quite a

with decent hearing could pick up on the commotion coming from inside. decided to bring me home and raise me. I didn’t even have my own name, and I had to use your biological daughter’s. You never loved me. You only

surge of anger welling up inside him.

Mdm. Molly’s condition has just slightly improved. If she continues to create such a fuss, I’m afraid it might

sooner had the words been spoken than Howard’s furious roar was heard. “What

she truly abandon me without a care? I wanted to see just how cold

Let go of

“Mr. Guerra, something seems to

out of there,” ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

the phone. Instead, she immediately gathered a few bodyguards and instructed them to

chaos had already erupted in Molly’s hospital room. The commotion was so loud that even the security guards had been drawn over by the noise. However, none of

flung open the window, and then sat down at the edge, with more than half of

the verge of passing out from anger, and seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused a wave of pain

just in time to administer oxygen to her, preventing any severe consequences.

His temples were throbbing, and he spoke with a tone of utter disappointment. “If you have even the slightest regard for all we’ve done to raise you, then stop this nonsense. Isn’t

hand clutching her chest, the other trembling incessantly. Despite being on oxygen, her complexion remained

so much so

Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing she might actually fall. Her voice, however, became

body get torn to pieces,

fell from her eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she

fair understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm. Molly’s condition

laced with regret. “We’ve been through so much together, and I’ve failed as a daughter, unable to fulfill my duties to you in life. So, let’s go together to what lies beyond. You won’t be alone on

raised her voice as though she was afraid others might not hear her, her

Thorne family and lady of the Guerra family had always been hers, but now it was all for naught. She had to at least secure a sum of money substantial enough to guarantee a lifetime of wealth and