The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 688 Coming After Me

His gaze fell upon the several cars haphazardly parked in the middle of the village road.

This was the only slightly flat main road around here. When Josiah first came to this place, he was considerate enough to park his car at the entrance of the village, where it wouldn’t cause any inconvenience. However, the owners of the cars currently parked here evidently hadn’t given it much thought.

After clearly seeing the haphazardly parked cars that nearly blocked the entire road, Lysander had no choice but to park Josiah’s car a bit further from the original spot. “There’s no other way,” she said. “If we parked at the original spot, it would cause trouble for the villagers coming in and out. Let’s leave it like this for now.

“Maybe veer off a bit, one of the owners of the cars here are specifically coming for me.” Josiah squinted, his eyes flickering with a hint of danger.

A name flashed through Lysander’s mind, causing her to draw in a sharp breath. “Dillon? He arrived so quickly?” she exclaimed.

Although there had been no updates from the police yet, all the current signs pointed to one conclusion, they were undeniably connected to the body found in the pond.

Dillon rushed over at such a critical moment, it was clear that he had already received the unfortunate news of his subordinate encountering Josiah here.

Lysander recalled something that she had temporarily put to the back of her mind due to the aftermath of the crisis. “There’s something I need to tell you about the night you were fighting with the thugs…”

She shared with him that she had called Tiffany.

Josiah asked, “Did you call Tiffany just to save me?”

His question was rather blunt, but he no longer had the luxury of being subtle or waiting for her to understand on her own. All he needed now was an answer.

Perhaps Lysander wasn’t as repulsed by himself as he had initially thought.

sure those people are related to the Lanister family. Who else could I have called if not Tiffany? I actually wanted

Lysander. However, the tumultuous emotions within him remained undiminished. Unable to entirely contain his joy, the corners

in the dark forever, never knowing

was expressing gratitude for the phone call, and responded nonchalantly, “But it seems that the call didn’t

quite some time, only giving up when he managed to swim across to the other side of

Tiffany had really made an effort to contact them immediately, things wouldn’t have escalated

at the few cars, speaking softly. “Since they’ve already come to

made his way into the health center, each step he took was unsteady, giving the impression he

to the people in the courtyard. However, upon their return, they all started to

Lysander couldn’t help but ask,

finger, signaling subtly. She was merely making a show of supporting Josiah, but in reality, he was still bearing his own weight.

questions. Instead, she voiced her concern, “Mr. Guerra’s leg isn’t in bad shape, is it? The doctor had suggested taking an X–ray when setting his

quickly agreed and immediately went to fetch chairs

took it, saying, “Thank

feet for too long with that injury. Otherwise, it could lead to complications, and that would

and Tiffany watched as the nurses crowded around Lysander and Josiah the moment they returned. They felt indignant, but also feared that

and were aware of his

muscles in front of ordinary villagers. But when

a sidelong glance

to greet her, a young nurse, leaned in and whispered softly. “Dr. Thorne, these people claim they’re here for you. Blaine wouldn’t let them in, but they wouldn’t listen and insisted on waiting here. They’re definitely up to no good,

age and his resentment toward these people, fearing that something might happen to the elderly

his face turned red, and he was coughing incessantly. Dr. Vazquez, fearing something might happen to him, persuaded him to leave first. Oh, and the woman who had just given birth was taken

nurse spoke of Dillon’s crew’s behavior with a belly full of rage, wishing she could just grab the broom from the backyard