His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 113 That Is Not My Home

Daphne chuckled. “You two sure have a good rapport

Adrian and Josiah exchanged a glance, quickly averting their eyes thereafter.

Daphne had no patience for Josiah. She turned directly to Adrian and said, “Adrian, what do you think?”

Adrian said, “It’s nothing major, just a reminder for Lysander. We proceeded with the surgery before. getting Priscilla’s husband’s signature earlier. We need to get that sorted later to ensure proper procedure.”

At the hospital, every task was carried out following stringent procedures.

If the procedure went wrong, no amount of explanation would clear up any future disputes between the doctor and the patient.

Lysander nodded. “Okay, thank you for the reminder I understand.”

However, from the moment she left the operating room up until now, there had been no sight of Harry here.

She asked Daphne, “Where is he?”

When this topic came up, Daphne couldn’t help but chuckle for a while. “Speaking of Harry, he really is excessively devoted to his business. His wife was lying in the operating room, and it wasn’t even certain if the child could be saved, yet what he cared about the most was still his own work.”

Lysander was confused. “What do you mean?”

Mr. Guerra. His woma out there, heavily pregnant, and he isn’t accompanying her. Instead, he’s letting Harry take care of

is taking care of

“He and Lysanne were acquaintances already. They met

might want to ask her if

Josiah knew that

he felt

said, “Harry had returned to his homeland several

was Harry’s relationship with Lysanne wasn’t what people assumed. At least, Harry had no connection to the child she was

be bothered with ch nonrence and che inet coffed

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wife. And another one is even more ridiculous, neglecting his wife and

clear to

set of beliefs and values. It’s perfectly normal that they don’t always

“Wait, Lysander-”

quickly took a few steps to catch up

small, square-shaped box,

want anyone to accuse me of

said Josiah, “My mother

of skepticism

know once you open it and

was very light, almost weightless in her