His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 37 Stop Addressing Me As Mrs Guerra

Daphne urgently sent Lysander an address but didn’t provide any explanation.

Lysander was surprised, thinking, Harper is usually calm and composed. She wouldn’t seek help without any serious reason. This must be urgent.

Without much inquiry, she directed the Uber driver, Take me to Lumina Tower.”

Upon arrival, Lysander found everything normal, with no commotion or unusual activity. She immediately called Daphne and asked, “Harper, where are you?”

Daphne replied, “I’m at Starbucks, sitting on the first table on the left as you enter.”

Lysander swiftly made her way to Starbucks on the ground floor of Lumina Tower. Once she entered the cafe, she spotted Daphne in the company of a young man.

Lysander called out to Daphne, “Harper?”

Daphne’s eyes brightened upon seeing her. She pulled Lysander close and wrapped an arm around her waist. She then turned to the young man and declared, “See? I told you the truth.”

Lysander was confused and asked, “What’s happening here?”

gestured towards the man, stating, “Go

glanced at Lysander and then at Daphne. With a faint smile,

exerting much effort to remove Daphne’s grip from her waist, Lysander demanded, “Can someone please explain what’s going

finish her sentence, the young man

seat.

“Let me clarify. My family set me up on a blind date with Miss Everhart, who claimed to be a lesbian exclusively interested in

glanced at Daphne and pondered, Even though you’re not interested in dating or getting married, why

saw it for yourself. We share a strong connection. You and I can’t be

arms and softly remarked, “I think the

we be

I can’t confirm your orientation, but this lady is not a

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you know she’s not? She

his question to Lysander, “Mrs. Guerra, does Josiah know about your sexual

both

young

two keywords,

and

man replied, “You dropped your phone, and I helped you retrieve it. You also mentioned being married

realizing

her stomach. The pain caused her to bend down while clutching

with concern,