The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 591 The Tables Have Turned

Lysander offered no response to the previous conversation.

However, Josiah found an opening to share his thoughts, stating contemplatively. “The notions of ‘good people‘ and ‘bad people‘ are overly simplistic classifications, reminiscent of a child’s viewpoint. When you truly immerse yourself in the complexities of society, you’ll discover that individuals exhibit a myriad of traits. Life isn’t merely a matter of black and white distinctions.”

In tone of slight accusation, Joseph inquired, “Are you suggesting that Ms. Thorne possesses some bad traits?”

Josiah’s expression darkened as he quickly corrected him, “Do not twist my words.”

All I meant was that your understanding is somewhat naive.

However, Joseph countered, “But I agree with you. People are inherently complex. Given your stature and position, who knows what hidden layers you might possess?”

Josiah found himself speechless at this remark.

The conversation took a tense turn as Joseph added, “Even in the presence of Ms. Thorne, you hint at things about her. Though you’re here today to visit me while I’m ill, she remains my senior. We all hail from the same school, and I take no pleasure in hearing insinuations about one of our own.”

Josiah massaged his temples, his patience thinning. “Are you actually a basketball player or a member of the debate team?” Because you sure can ramble!

Joseph recoiled slightly, addressing Lysander directly, “Ms. Thorne, did I misspeak? Please don’t be I’m not very polished with my words and can be quite straightforward.”

Josiah could only muster a cold, sarcastic chuckle in response, “Ha!”

Observing the exchange, Lysander felt an eerie sense of déjà vu. It reminded her of the dynamics before their divorce, when similar conversations were common. However, back then she was married to Josiah, but now, post–divorce, their situations were distinctly different, both legally and morally.

With a keen observation, Lysander noted, “You have a knack for articulation; perhaps a career in law might suit you.”

Joseph pondered, “If I’m study law, isn’t a strong command of language essential? That’s crucial for understanding the lawbook. Ms. Thorne, language isn’t my strong suit. If you’re too busy to tutor me, maybe you could share some tips on improving my essay scores?”

thought, “If you find some spare time, it could be beneficial to engage

though? I’ve already tackled the four great classical novels, but they

think about it. I’ll have Mr. Owen send you

“Thank you, Ms. Thorne!”

his irritation, fixed a piercing stare on Joseph, who returried a smug look. The tension between them was palpable, as if charged with

just my classmates waiting for me; I suspect the papers on my desk are as well. But if I’m serious about

remarks were quite to Lysander’s

noting, “Had I known about your commitment, I would’ve asked your teammates to bring your backpack

postponed. I’ll arrange for someone to fetch your backpack from your school. Just tell me your class

agreed with a simple

pile of exercise books arriving at the hospital but knew that as long as he firmly refused, it might

no need for that trouble,” he stated stiffly. “A classmate informed me that our language teacher has been in good spirits lately. After the night

it’s sports or academics, the higher your scores, the more doors will open for you. As long as you’re willing to put in the effort,

a chick pecking at the

his literature instruction

He’s leading our class: In fact, he’s supposed to come today with the dean,” Joseph shared, a twinkle

coincidence this

her voice carried

in helping me solve numerous issues in the past. As long as you’re eager to learn, he’ll teach you earnestly. By the way, who is your homeroom teacher now?”

“Mr. Wren,” Joseph responded.

“Really? He was

it seems we truly share a strong

our music teacher back in school. His only hindrance was his thinning hair, which seemed to keep him from pursuing her

married! Yes, to the music been ecstatic lately, especially since she recently gave birth to twins. He

and the music teacher, the smile on Lysanyler’s face. remained, reflecting her genuine happiness for

I wanted