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.”

the back seats, made not of leather but a soft fabric, were indeed thoroughly soaked, rendering them unusable for seating at the

in thought, Lysander didn’t notice Zachary had already exited the car and

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

what riding shotgun might imply?”

incident was just an accident. Several cars

changed much from the person Lysander remembered five years

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

also displayed typical traits often associated with male students

inept at engaging with women. Sometimes, he seemed naive, focused solely on his

an open book when it came to his

since his mother inadvertently revealed some family intentions earlier that day, his cheeks had been a persistent shade of red, extending to his ears and

Chapter 176 Riding Shotgun

not being the type to whisper sweet nothings or charm women effortlessly, he undeniably had the qualities of a decent husband, even if devoid of romantic

“Lysander?”

No longer resisting. Lysander climbed into the

he closed the door for

blended into the flow of traffic, and a

there?”

Lysander’s brow furrowed slightly.

how his question might have come across, Zachary quickly amended, “I mean, how do you find

intent, Lysander nodded. “It’s quite

you feel uncomfortable at any point, you can recline the seat a bit