The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 642 An Acquaintance.

From a distance, Lysander observed the handprints on his clothes, a rare sight of disarray about him.

Josiah seemed to sense her gaze on him, and just then, he turned his head to look at her. Their eyes met briefly before parting as he took two steps forward, and then, unexpectedly, he broke into a relieved smile.

“Yes,” he answered.

Blaine, noticing Josiah’s refined attire and extraordinary demeanor, quickly realized he was no ordinary man. Blaine then hurriedly approached, saying to the children first, “All right. Let’s not crowd around here anymore. You’re blocking the road.”

The children were very obedient to Blaine’s words, and they immediately dispersed like a flock of birds scattering

Blaine asked Josiah somewhat nervously, “I am the village chief. May I ask what brings you here?

“Hello,” Josiah responded in a friendly manner. “I’m here to… Oh! I was entrusted by Central Hospital of Harborbrook to deliver a batch of medical supplies to the health center.”

After he finished speaking, he moved through the crowd, his gaze landing directly on Lysander. His eyes were filled with an unspeakable longing and concern. He didn’t smile until he’d taken in her whole appearance, ensuring she was safe and healthy.

Lysander appeared slightly tanned compared to before, but she seemed to be in good spirits, which put him at ease.

Blaine followed his gaze, initially taken aback, then understanding dawned on him. These two are acquaintances!

Blaine then said with a chuckle, “So, you’re looking for Dr. Thorne.”

The observing villagers‘ gaze toward Josiah turned especially friendly when they heard those words.

for treating colds and fevers. If you need anything else in the future, you

the health center were perennially insufficient. Therefore, they had issues when it came

profusely, saying, “Oh, my! Thank you! It must have been Dr. Thorne who arranged this, right? Dr. Thorne, I really can’t

opened the trunk of the SUV, revealing plenty of medical kits. He said. “The road ahead is simply

to receive, could hardly contain his joy. His eyes/sparkled with delight as he hurriedly called upon the villagers to fetch the

tossed it back onto the driver’s seat, ready to roll up his shirt sleeves and lend a hand. However, Blaine stopped him.

center left open in our village, and we’re always running out of medicine. Usually, when

enthusiasm, Josiah shook hands with him and said, “My surname is Guerra.

eyes once again sought out

felt it, she simply smiled knowingly, as if she hadn’t noticed,

left, Josiah remained by the car, continuing to listen as Blaine showered him with compliments. He was almost embarrassed by the extent of the

should still call you Mr. Guerra. Mr. Guerra, it’s becoming increasingly rare to find responsible companies like yours these days. We’ve had quite a few people come to our village under the guise of charity, promising to donate medicine. They

help but sigh and say, “If only there were a few more

himself the recipient of several high praises in a row, his emotions mirroring those of Lysander when she was thanked, inexplicably feeling a bit undeserving.

children

returned to the driver’s

I can share. Consider it a little welcome gift.” As Josiah spoke, he unwrapped the packaging and

lined up cheerfully to receive their chocolates. They then thanked Josiah

a stern expression, instructed, “Hey! It’s ‘Sir‘ for you kids!”

addressing Josiah

great affection. It wasn’t until he had distributed chocolates to the last child that he finally straightened his stooped back. As for the last piece

eating chocolate. While

children, with chocolate in their mouths, nodded in unison.