His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 372 Give The Guerra Family An Heir

Lysanne began to muster all her strength to knock on the door.

While she knocked on the door, she shouted loudly, “Dr. Thome? Dr. Thorne, are you in there?”

Such a commotion finally managed to dampen Josiah’s mood. He no longer continued whispering sweet nothings into her car. Slightly lifting his head, he frowned in the direction of the cabin door, showing clear signs of impatience.

By this point, Lysander was amused.

Josiah shifted his gaze down toward her. “How could you still smile?”

“Why not? Josiah, you’ve really outdone yourself, being treated like a stud, huh?”

This remark clearly struck a sore spot. The arm wrapped around her waist tightened slightly, leaving Lysander breathless in an instant. Startled, she let out a gasp.

Josiah gritted his teeth and sneered, “Are you enjoying making fun of me?”

Fortunately, Josiah knew when to stop. After a brief moment of holding her tightly, he let her go. Lysander playfully nudged him and asked, “Why don’t you take a dip in the sea to cool off?”

“Would you take responsibility if I drown?”

fiancée, don’t you? Why

right. If I were to die, I must give the Guerra

Why don’t you

have I ever used knock–offs?” He leaned closer to her. “If I were to use anything, it would

the flame flicker in his eyes once more and his body gradually pressing down, Lysander instinctively placed her arm against his chest. “Josiah, you’re

tongue across her lips. His voice carried a warning tone when he said, “Don’t provoke

you should stay away from me

and shouting from outside acted like a wake–up call, finally tearing

away, no longer meeting her gaze. He

Thorne! Dr. Thorne, are you all right? If you can hear

sounded like another person was approaching

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despite my continuous knocking. I’m worried

to Lysander timidly asked, “Lysanne, didn’t you say you were worried about

shooting her a harsh glare. “What if the thief, cornered and desperate, ended up hurting someone inside?” she asked, her voice laced with annoyance at the girl’s

nod in agreement. “Yes. You’re right, Lysanne…”