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.”

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

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

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

gathered in the corridor behind her, drawn in by the spectacle. The door to the patient’s room was wide open, and anyone 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.

this, Josiah felt a surge of

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

been spoken than Howard’s furious roar was heard. “What

my mother personally: could she truly abandon me without a care? I wanted to see just how cold her heart

Let go of me

urgent. “Mr. Guerra,

of there,” ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

a few bodyguards

was so loud that even the security guards had been drawn over by the noise. However, none of them

She dashed to the balcony. flung open the window, and then sat down at the edge, with more than half of her body leaning

and seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused a wave of pain

to administer oxygen to her, preventing any severe

sickbed, while also trying to persuade Lysanne to calm down. His temples were throbbing, and he spoke with a tone of utter disappointment. “If you have

on oxygen, her complexion remained particularly ghastly. She managed to utter, “How did we end

their past actions, so much so that they couldn’t even shed a tear.

seeing the situation, Lysanne became increasingly unwilling to back down. Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing she might actually fall.

got the guts, then watch me die! Watch my body get

single tear fell from her eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she could keep

had a fair understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm.

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

hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of almost bleeding due to intense

family and lady of the Guerra family had always been hers, but now it was all for naught.