His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 239 I Am Sorry

Lysander could distinctly feel a sharp gaze from across the room.

She turned away, avoiding meeting his eyes.

Maxim’s heavily pregnant wife, Remi Dyer smiled as she took Lysander’s hand. “Dr. Thorne, please sit. The meal is about to start.”

Lysander insisted. “But the other employees haven’t arrived yet. How can we start?”

Remi affectionately patted her hand. “They’re all young people, not into gatherings. My husband told them to go have fun on their own. Come, sit here.”

Lysander once again realized that although pregnant women were considered vulnerable, in a sense, they were also strong.

Because of her pregnancy, if she set her mind on something, those caught by her couldn’t dare resist too much.

Just like now, she was forced to passively sit by Remi, and she couldn’t directly shake off her hand.

It was reminiscent of when she was pulled into the chaotic traffic by Lysanne and nearly lost her life.

Remi called out, “Maxim, come over here. Let Zach sit in your spot. The young couple should sit together.”

forehead, laughing heartily. “Ah, that’s forgetful of me. Yes, yes, couples should sit together. Today, there

point, Josiah abruptly

and Remi immediately fell silent, not daring to speak

undercurrents stirring within the private room. He poured a cup of wine for Josiah first, then filled

he tilted his head back, downing half a glass of

glass upside down, indicating it was empty.

glass on the table and raised his voice. “I hope our architectural design company’s cooperation with Guerra Group

slightly tilted. He looked like he was assessing Zachary, yet also

ball,

while, she called

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nothing,

“Okay.”

Remi was full of empathy. Taking advantage of her age, she jokingly advised, “Mrs. Reyes, don’t be so harsh to

“We live separately.”

face. “D–Did you have

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aggrieved. She sniffled and forced a smile. “No, we didn’t quarrel. He’s busy with work, sometimes working

she glanced at Josiah with a touch of resentment.

she displayed a

the time. My wife and I argue often. It’s normal. Sometimes harsh words or deeds can demonstrate one’s

also chimed in, “Yeah, yeah,