His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 149 I Was Wrong

After tidying up her office, Lysander hailed a cab and headed to the cemetery.

At the entrance, she purchased a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and placed it in front of Elisa’s

mbstone.

The tombstone bore a photo of Elisa, a picture of her in her kindly old age. It seemed to hark back to the time when Lysander had just married Josiah. Elisa had a teasing smile on her face, expressing her wish for them to give her a great–grandchild soon.

“Grandma Elisa, I’ve come to see you.” Lysander gave Elisa’s tombstone a deep bow.

“It seems your dream of having a great–grandchild is no longer possible,” she said with a bitter smile. “However, I will visit you often in the future. If there’s anything you need on the other side, you can let me know through my dreams. Apart from having a great–grandchild, if there’s anything else within my power, I will find a way to do it for you.”

On the way home, her phone was insistently ringing.

Lysander casually ended the call.

When it rang again, she immediately turned off the phone.

As soon as she arrived home, she saw Daphne anxiously standing at the door. “Daphne?”

with you? Where have you been? You had

looked perplexed. “What’s

losing hope and…” Daphne shook her head. “I’m glad

house and opened the door. It wasn’t until she went to the study to boil some water that she finally

you everywhere, unable to reach you. He just left,” informed

showed no particular reaction. “What brings him to

her lips.

Lysander remained silent.

She’s really carrying a dark–skinned child in her womb,

at her. “Did you see the

making a grand spectacle of herself. Wasn’t she just recently seen attending numerous banquets with Josiah, proclaiming herself as Mrs. Guerra everywhere she went? Oh right, you know

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from Harborbrook to the party. By now, probably the whole of Harborbrook knows that Josiah ended

welcoming party and the

that time when

a grandson whom he cherished. immensely. However, the celebration of the baby’s first month was spoiled by

“He did?”

Out of respect for the longstanding friendship between the two families, Old Mr. Fuller didn’t voice his frustrations openly. However, everyone in our circle knew that he had already warned his son and daughter–in–law to limit their interactions with the

indicating the water had come

coffee for each of them, handing one to Daphne. “We’ve spoken quite

was unbearably hot. She immediately placed it on the table.

Lysander nodded.

Daphne’s phone rang again.

over, then directly asked Lysander, “It’s Josiah.

suggested, “Let’s go out for dinner. It’s my treat. What would you like