Chapter 159 He Is Not Josiah

In her rather remote hometown, the sight of a Cayenne was extremely rare.

Upon taking a look, Lysander immediately withdrew her

gaze.

“Should we call the police?” Zachary asked.

Lysander shook her head. “This area is pretty bustling. It could just be a coincidence that we’re on the same route. They might not be following me.”

Zachary gave a somewhat relieved chuckle. “I was just a bit worried that it might be a troublemaker from the hospital.”

“Nah, I’ve always had a pretty good relationship with my pregnant patients.”

Zachary finally relaxed and continued to talk to her about Michelle. “Michelle is about to take her college entrance exams. She mentioned to me today that she wants to go to university in Apex City with that boy.”

After some thought, Lysander said, “All right, I understand the situation now. I’ll have a word with Michelle later.”

“That boy is actually quite decent. When it comes to studying, sometimes it’s about natural talent. Even though he’s just average academically, he excels in sports. It’s also quite an achievement if he manages to secure a place in a top–tier physical education university. After graduation, becoming a sports teacher wouldn’t be such a bad thing.”

Lysander chuckled. “Zachary, so you approve of Michelle being with that be?”

Chapter 159 He Is Not Josiah

approve or disapprove doesn’t really matter. I simply admire

his head back and downed a cup of bitter coffee in one go.

“Life, you see, is all about gains and losses.

have you ever regretted

“What’s there to regret?”

a pure and innocent love during

Lysander did not respond.

deeply regret it.” Zachary gave a bitter smile. “But it

the door of the café was open as someone made

the waitress standing by the bar rang out. “Welcome, may I take

her back toward the entrance. She couldn’t see anyone, but she could

please hold

stood up. “Zachary,

your phone ring?” Zachary asked

it’s about time we head home. I mean, dating is one thing, but

a smile. “All

the ground as

pace to get ahead of her and courteously held the door of the café

politely, “Thank

“Let’s go.”

Cayenne was parked by

towns was evident. The surrounding infrastructure was rather outdated. Even

white Cayenne could only park by the roadside. Its imposing appearance quickly attracted a crowd of

cast a glance inside, finding it completely

now, and the area is filled with students. It’s hard to hail a

you and Michelle home.”

mobile app. Sure enough, the queue for

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