The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 679 I Will Accompany You

“Thankfully, electronic payment is an option here, saving me the awkwardness of having to ask random strangers for cash.”

As he spoke, he tore open the antiseptic package, intending to apply it on Lysander with a cotton swab, naturally squatting down in the process.

Lysander thought he was making a mountain out of a molehill, but she couldn’t resist his persistence. Reluctantly, she extended her hand and said, “I’ll do it myself.”

“I’ll be gentle,” promised Josiah, as he delicately applied as light as a feather medicine to her wound. His movements were

Lysander studied his prominent nose, contemplating his serious expression. A swirl of emotions stirred within her, a complex blend she couldn’t quite pinpoint:

This serene moment was akin to the time before the truth had been unveiled.

Lysander felt an inexplicable sting in her nose.

Upon lifting his gaze, Josiah noticed an unusual glint in her eyes, immediately causing him to worry, “Does it hurt?”

“No.” Lysander gently shook her head. “How’s the wound on your leg? You didn’t get it wet in the shower, did you?”

“No, I was extra careful,” Josiah responded, suddenly flashing a mysterious smile. “By the way, can you guess what I overheard the receptionist saying when I went to get the second room key?”

Lysander didn’t think he’d appreciate being seen as a freeloader. She asked with confusion, “Has the misunderstanding been cleared up?”

“No.” Josiah chuckled.

“I wasn’t familiar with the local roads, so I told them I was buying medicine for my girlfriend and needed to know where the pharmacy was. When I returned, I overheard the receptionist and the cleaning lady discussing how impressive my customer service was…”

His expression was calm, indicating that he had already accepted the situation.

A smile tugged at the corner of Lysander’s mouth. “I’ll still have to find a chance to explain.”

“What’s there to explain? We won’t be staying for more than a few days. Pay no heed to it.”

“Are you willing to be misunderstood as a toy boy?”

Josiah posed a direct counter–question to her. “Our relationship is either the wealthy woman and her toy boy, or boyfriend and girlfriend. Which of these roles would you prefer?”

her lip.

though Josiah had seen through her thoughts from the very beginning, his demeanor relaxed. “So, let them believe I’m just a toy boy,” he

was at a loss

wondered if all men enjoyed

even raised an eyebrow and asked,

drinking water and choked abruptly, coughing for

a helpless laugh. “Can’t you take a little

face. “I’m not accustomed

dull, it’s better to stay down–to–earth.”

tissue

to create a clear boundary on the large bed.

his hand, promising, “Rest assured, I won’t cross the line.”

the time, so it wasn’t appropriate for him to sleep on the floor. The sofa in the room was too small for him

a wounded patient, her demeanor would involuntarily soften. Moreover, she owed him a

now, especially if you’re planning

deep–set eyes

her eyes, but even without seeing him, she could still feel

bed was just a few days ago, albeit in a cramped dorm room.

that it was almost unbearable, yet he

a bit of trouble sleeping right now.”

both exhausted to the extreme that I can’t sleep. In medical terms, this could be explained

brief silence, Josiah asked, “Can you explain it in layman

sympathetic nervous system taking over and releasing too many thyroid hormones,” Lysander explained

intensity in her eyes, and

band, if

Josiah finally

any meals, so both of them had to order

at ease after enjoying a bowl of pasta each. Yet, annoyingly, they

for

“What should

to voice his true thoughts. He merely ask, “Doesn’t this feel like deja vu to you?”

period of time after they got