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.”

inside and confirmed that the back seats, made not of leather but a soft fabric, were indeed thoroughly soaked, rendering them

the car and was now holding open the passenger door for her. “Get

head to meet his gaze, Zachary suddenly seemed flustered. “What’s

you realize what riding shotgun might

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

apart, Zachary hadn’t changed much from the person Lysander

in science and engineering, particularly physics, often leading his class and even winning the National Physics Contest.

typical traits often associated with male students in

more inept at engaging with women. Sometimes, he seemed naive,

book when it came to

family intentions earlier that day, his cheeks had been a persistent shade of red,

Chapter 176 Riding Shotgun

being the type to whisper sweet nothings or charm women effortlessly, he undeniably had the qualities of a decent husband, even

“Lysander?”

resisting. Lysander climbed

he closed the door for her and

flow of traffic, and a slight smile lingered on his lips. “Are you…

there?”

Lysander’s brow furrowed slightly.

have come across, Zachary quickly amended, “I mean, how do you find the car’s seats? The space, the size, and

intent, Lysander nodded. “It’s

tighter, seemed relieved. “That’s good. If you feel uncomfortable at any point, you can recline the seat