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.”

the other end of the line, a testament to Josiah’s effort to suppress his rising anger. When he

any trace of emotion, and

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

already 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

to this, Josiah felt a surge

asked again, “Do you think we should have someone persuade her to leave? Mdm. Molly’s condition has just slightly improved. If she continues to create such a fuss, I’m afraid it might worsen

was heard. “What are you trying to do? Leave her alone!”

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

go of me

urgent. “Mr. Guerra, something seems

out of there,” ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

Instead, she immediately gathered a few bodyguards

Molly’s hospital room. The commotion was so loud that even the security guards had

Lysanne resorted to her usual tactics. She dashed to the balcony. flung open the window, and then sat down at the

of passing out from anger, and seeing Lysanne make such a scene

time to administer oxygen

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

in her sickbed, one hand clutching her chest, the other trembling incessantly. Despite being on oxygen, her

so much so that they couldn’t even shed

the situation, Lysanne became increasingly unwilling to back down. Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing

body get

eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she could

caregiver, who had been assisting Howard in taking care of Molly for a while, had a fair understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm. Molly’s condition

voice 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 this journey

not hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of almost bleeding due

of the 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