His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

the phone, his heavy

Saturday morning. Lysander woke up at half past six, as per

that Zachary had sent her a message at

wearing today? Reply after you wake

he had texted that in

dress casually,

the rush when she first moved but, most of her clothes were left at Josiah’s place. She supposed they had all

new clothes,

she would be going to Harborbrook University today, she chose a rather student–like outfit, a white

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shirt, dark

his

didn’t pay much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room and then read some academic journals, just like how she

at home.

Zachary called.

When she saw Zachary, she finally understood

thick cotton denim jacket, underneath which was a white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that were almost the same color as

another warm thing

was still hot to the touch, and a clean little plastic spoon wrapped

to warm your hands and eat it

go to Quilton again?”

embarrassment. “They don’t sell it here. No worries. I drove

“Thank

to turn

“Stop rubbing.”

hear clearly.