The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 649 I Did Not Mean It

She realized it was too late to come up with another excuse, so she hastily fabricated one. Fortunately, Blaine and others assumed she had not seen her husband for a long time and had some private matters to discuss with him. They all understandingly smiled and left.

Only then did Lysander hurriedly lead Josiah away. As they passed by a field ridge, she whispered to him, “That ditch down there is where everyone usually dumps their wastewater. If you feel like throwing up, you can go there-”

Before she could finish speaking, Josiah had already rushed to the side, bending over to retch violently.

Lysander gently patted his back, helping him catch his breath, and sighed. “Your stomach is accustomed to refined food. It simply can’t handle the food here. I noticed it when you were eating wild vegetables before. I wanted to advise you to eat less, but you stubbornly kept swallowing to maintain your composure.”

Josiah didn’t have the chance to respond to her scolding because he was crouched on the ground, enduring another round of vomiting.

After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Josiah finally managed to stand up again, his forehead slick with cold sweat.

Under the moonlight, Lysander carefully scrutinized him, noticing his pale face. Her tone softened as she urged, “Josiah, you should go back. You don’t belong in this world.”

“I’m not going back.” Josiah’s voice was hoarse from exhaustion, but he remained resolute. “This is your world, so it’s mine, too.”

He had made up his mind. Even though his steps began to waver on the edge of the field, he still refused to leave.

Lysander felt helpless. On their way back to the health center, they took a detour to the only convenience store in the village to get two packets of instant noodles.

When they pushed open the dorm door, the nurses were still not back from the outpatient department at the front.

Lysander pulled the light cord. Turning to Josiah, she said, “Don’t pretend to be tough. Just sit on my bed. You’ve already done so during the day, anyway.”

bulb cast a dim, yellowish glow, making Josiah’s face appear even more frail. He nodded and sat down as instructed, seemingly drained of the strength to

less queasy, Lysander used the immersion heater to boil a pot of hot water. She efficiently unwrapped a packet of instant noodles, placed them in a bowl, and poured the hot water over them.

enticing aroma of instant noodles quickly

let himself go hungry due to his gastritis. He accepted the bowl handed to him by Lysander and managed to eat just under half of it.

instant noodles left, but she didn’t rush Josiah to continue eating. Instead, she simply asked, “How

fine. I’m probably just unable to

for you. Food poisoning can be a minor or major issue. If you end up vomiting and having diarrhea, you

Josiah. “I’ll try my best not to cause

it that way.”

“I know.”

sigh, Lysander started cleaning up

so subtle as if he was afraid to shatter the rare tranquility

of them was resting while the other was tidying up the dorm. Even though

nurses returned to check on the situation and saw this scene, they couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. They stood by the door, watching the two of them. The

engage in conversation with Lysander again that he turned and

leading the group, Astrid, was closest to Lysander. She greeted enthusiastically, “Mr. Guerra, are

the sudden remark. She quickly turned and explained, “He has something

Clearly, she had misunderstood and cut off what Lysander was about

difficult position, so he unsteadily rose to his

outcome was for him to take the initiative to excuse

“Don’t!

was puzzled. “What are you doing with

as she walked in and began rummaging through her luggage. “The duty room has a table and a bed. The three of us agreed that we must celebrate today, given the