The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 623

Chapter 623 Can We Talk Inside.

At that time, Josiah was entirely committed to Lysander’s well–being, treating her with such careful attention as though she were something precious and fragile. He wouldn’t dream of causing her any upset.

Michelle’s features softened slightly as she responded, “All right, then I’ll go back and check on her.”

“No need, I’ll go. You should head back to sleep. If your sister sees you up this late, she’ll surely worry. I’ll go check on her.” Josiah’s offer came from a place of deep consideration for both sisters‘ well–being.

He was indeed aware of the unusual behavior exhibited by Lysander lately, yet found himself unable to tell Michelle the truth.

Michelle, placing a significant amount of trust in him, nodded and began to retreat. However, she couldn’t help but glance back every few steps, her movements betraying her lingering unease.

Lysander’s tent was directly across from Josiah’s. He approached quietly, crouching at first, hesitating as he listened intently by the side of her tent. Confirming that the soft sounds of crying were still audible, he tentatively tapped on the fabric of the tent

The noise inside stopped abruptly.

A moment later. Lysander queried tentatively, “Who’s there?”

Josiah replied with a gentle exhale, “It’s me.”

“Is there something you need?”

Josiah explained his presence, “Your sister heard you crying and got a bit worried about you, so she sent me to check on you.”

Lysander seemed surprised. “Michelle heard me?”

“Yeah.

“Then did she…”

talk through the

thin fabric of the tent, Lysander struggled to hear Josiah’s words clearly. His voice wasn’t particularly quiet

out to ask, “You’ve been busy all day, aren’t you tired? I’m fine, you should go back

his eyes briefly catching sight of a crumpled piece of white paper on the ground next to a small plastic bag that was filled to the brim. Concerned about overstepping, he quickly averted

summon even a forced smile, simply lowered her gaze

was already suspecting that she was merely putting on a brave front. His voice was low as he responded, “We’re now people who share a secret. There’s no need to put on a front around

a deep breath and resignedly

the light coming from the nearby cozy tent and suggested in a subdued tone, “Michelle hasn’t gone to sleep yet. I’m afraid she might overhear our conversation here.

of the single–person tent were admittedly tight. When two people entered, the proximity was unavoidable, yet the campsite offered

entrance of the tent. Josiah, showing respect for her space, stooped to enter but sat just inside the flap, careful not to invade further. Given his tall frame, the tent was undeniably cramped for him.

“The tents nowadays are made too small, aren’t they? They’re certainly not built

the inconvenience. “After all, this is probably the only time we’ll do this. We won’t have many more opportunities to sleep in a tent in the

worked hard today,”

for formalities at

about her sister, “Where is

glanced outside the tent, concerned that her younger sister might have

her, “She probably hasn’t noticed anything unusual. She only heard you crying and is

felt was becoming increasingly

seem like she’s slept at all,” he

toward the light still visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and possibly

where your

gave a slight nod, her attention still

saw the Milky Way, you seemed to have calmed down, but then you suddenly started

rarely lost her composure without significant reason. The drastic change in her demeanor suggested she had experienced something profoundly upsetting, possibly

of their lost child momentarily crossed Josiah’s mind,

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