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…”

unzip the tent. It’s difficult to talk through the tent, and others

though they were separated by only the thin fabric

and unzipped the tent from the inside, poking her head out to ask, “You’ve been busy all day, aren’t you

on the ground next to a small plastic bag

simply lowered her gaze and responded, “I’m perfectly fine, nothing’s wrong. You

was merely putting on a brave front. His voice was low as he responded, “We’re now people who share a secret. There’s

look, Lysander took a deep breath and resignedly accepted

see she looked even more distressed than before. Glancing around, he noticed 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. Can we talk inside?”

single–person tent were admittedly tight. When two people entered, the proximity was unavoidable, yet the campsite offered no other cover,

room at the 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

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

is probably the only time we’ll do this. We won’t have many more opportunities

today,” Lysander acknowledged.

formalities at this

inquired about her sister, “Where

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

She only heard you crying and is just worried

responsibility Josiah felt was

doesn’t seem like she’s slept at all,”

the light still visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and possibly distracted by her phone. Her voice grew even

not a bad idea. With a light on, at least we’d know where your sister is. We wouldn’t

attention still fixed

asked, “I remember when you saw the Milky Way, you seemed to have calmed

her composure without significant reason. The drastic change in her demeanor suggested she had experienced something profoundly

momentarily crossed Josiah’s

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