His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 176 Riding Shotgun

As Lysander observed, Zachary’s complexion took on a deeper hue of red, and his hands awkwardly shifted about, searching for a suitable resting place. She offered a soothing hum of understanding, gently reassuring him, “There’s no need to feel embarrassed. Back when I was working at the hospital, it wasn’t uncommon for patients to try and set me up. I’ve grown quite accustomed to it by now.”

Zachary, visibly relieved by her tranquil handling of the situation, managed a smile and suggested, “Let’s head to the car, and then we can go look for Michelle.”

been

Lysander checked her watch and noted that Michelle had missing for over two hours now. They had initially agreed on a three–hour window, yet she was still unable to reach her on her phone.

“Do you have any idea where Michelle might be?”

Zachary responded with a thoughtful click of his tongue, “There’s a particular place she might be.”

Confident in his judgment, Lysander made her way to the vehicle, intent on entering. As she reached for the backseat door handle, Zachary paused and invited, “Why don’t you come sit in the front with me?”

“Why?”

“When I went to start the car earlier in the parking lot, a water truck passed by. I forgot to roll up the rear window, and now the entire back seat is completely drenched.”

leather but a soft fabric, were indeed thoroughly soaked, rendering them unusable for seating at

notice Zachary had already exited the car and was now holding

her head to meet his gaze, Zachary suddenly seemed flustered. “What’s wrong?”

riding shotgun might imply?”

implications with a shake of his head, “Don’t read too much into it. The water truck incident was just an accident. Several cars around were affected, it wasn’t targeted or anything… Besides, such significances aren’t determined by a single car ride. Don’t worry

hadn’t changed much from the person Lysander

and engineering, particularly physics, often leading his class and even winning the National Physics Contest. His mother, Camila, never missed an

typical traits often associated with male

at

an open book when it came

his cheeks had been a persistent shade of red, extending to his ears and neck,

Chapter 176 Riding Shotgun

the type to whisper sweet nothings or charm women effortlessly, he undeniably had the

“Lysander?”

resisting. Lysander climbed into the passenger

closed the door for her and

traffic, and a slight smile

there?”

Lysander’s brow furrowed slightly.

amended, “I mean, how do you find the car’s seats? The space,

Lysander nodded.

you feel uncomfortable at any point, you can recline