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.”

suppress his rising anger. When he finally spoke, his voice had

and the undertone of his

hope lies in Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s continued

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.

Josiah felt a surge of anger welling up inside him.

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

words been spoken than Howard’s furious roar was

a care? I wanted to see just

Let go of me now-

voice became urgent. “Mr. Guerra, something seems to be

her out of there,” ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

didn’t hang up the phone. Instead, she immediately gathered a few bodyguards and instructed

that even the security guards had been

loud cries went unanswered, Lysanne resorted to her usual tactics. She dashed to the balcony. flung open the

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

time 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 even the slightest regard for all we’ve done to raise you, then stop this nonsense. Isn’t

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

actions, so much so that they couldn’t

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

die! Watch my body get torn to pieces, my brains splattered

on, saying so much, yet not a single tear fell from her eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she could keep going for half a day

a fair understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant,

together, and I’ve failed as a daughter, unable to fulfill my duties to you in life. So,

afraid others might not hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of

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