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?”

that’s a question for Mr. Guerra. His woma out there, heavily pregnant, and he isn’t accompanying

“So… Harry is taking

hastily clarified. “He and Lysanne were acquaintances already. They met back in Stounia. It’s just two friends catching up

speechless expression. “Well, you might want to ask her if the

Josiah knew that

felt guilty. So, he

Josiah said, “Harry had returned to

implied was Harry’s relationship with Lysanne wasn’t what people assumed. At

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ridiculous, neglecting his wife and child to

making it clear to everyone present that she was implying

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

“Wait, Lysander-”

catch up with her, handing

small, square-shaped box, about the size of a

somber expression, Lysander said, “You bought the wedding ring. I don’t want anyone to accuse me of being after

a wedding ring,” said Josiah, “My mother asked me to give it to

with a mix of

you open it and see

accepted the box. It was very light, almost weightless