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 other end of the phone, his heavy voice

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

Zachary had sent her a message at over four in

color are you wearing today? Reply after you wake up.

somewhat puzzled as to why he had texted that

dress casually, prioritizing

first moved but, most of her clothes were left at Josiah’s place. She supposed

she had bought some new clothes, but not a

University today, she chose a rather student–like

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White shirt, dark

a second-later, his message’came through: Got

Lysander was full of confusion but didn’t pay much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room and then read some academic journals, just like how she used to spend

at home.

called. “Lysander, I’m here.”

downstairs. When she saw Zachary, she finally understood

a white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that

another warm thing

hot to the touch, and a clean

take it to warm your hands and eat it

go to Quilton again?”

“They don’t sell it here. No worries.

“Thank you.”

face started to

“Stop rubbing.”

didn’t hear