His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 169 Encounter In The Restroom

The waiter hastily apologized, “I’m sorry, miss! Are you hurt?”

When Lysander came to her senses, she realized that she had been shielded behind Zachary

The ground was littered with shards of shattered glass, and scalding soup was splattered in all directions.

The worst off was his

Zachary was clad in a beige polo shirt, speckled all over with brown spots from the soup. The grey sweatpants. One of the legs was nearly completely soaked through.

Moreover, from the steam wafting out, it was clear the soup was still piping hot.

Seeing the situation, Lysander didn’t waste any words. She immediately grabbed Zachary’s hand and took off running.

She heard the waiter call out from behind, “Sir, miss, do you need a towel?”

“Where’s the restroom?” Lysander asked.

The waiter’s face had turned pale, clearly frightened. “Just go straight, turn right, and walk until the end.”

Lysander tugged Zachary along, taking a couple more steps before she heard his strained voice saying, “Lysander, slow down…”

Lysander could hear the slight tremble in his voice. She crouched down, cautiously rolling up his pant leg a little.

were gentle enough, she could still

material of your sweatpants is cotton, which can easily stick to the

nod, gritting his teeth. “All right, I’ll go myself. It’s not appropriate for a girl like you

the men’s restroom…”

time to worry

“I’m fine.”

I’ll support you. Let’s

“But…”

the doctor here, so

bit uneasy. He wanted to say something, but Lysander had already quickly moved to the sink, turning the

hurried to support

quicker if I

pain, gasping for air. Any movement that involved bending over would pull at the skin on his calf, causing another

aren’t really cooperating,” Lysander commented with

too loose to begin with, clung to his skin after being

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to roll them

added more force to pull the pants

“Did I hurt you?”

you… you may

are too tight. I can only

“Okay.”

had forgotten to ask the

pants, his skin had already reddened, swelled, and wrinkled. Moreover,

anymore. She bit down hard to create a tear, then with each hand gripping a side, she

a tearing sound, she tore open his sweatpants to right above the

was immobile, and the faucet Lysander had turned on earlier had already filled the entire sink.

his position, allowing the icy water to wash over his entire