His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 432 The Air Is Filled With Tension

Josiah? What’s he doing here?

Lysander took another look at the kindly–looking lady standing in front of her. Her face was unfamiliar, yet her efficient and quick movements reminded Lysander somewhat of Eleanor.

Is she a housekeeper? Then who’s the new neighbort

“Aiden, do we have any aspirin at home?” another voice called out, sounding strained.

“You just moved in, how could everything be perfectly in place? Just wait a bit, Josiah, I’ll call for an errand runner for you.”

“Hurry up, my head is killing me.” The weariness in Josiah’s voice was more pronounced than it had been at the billiard lounge, impossible to overlook.

In her moment of hesitation. Aiden emerged from the neighboring doorway, glancing around before his eyes fell on the unfolding scene. “Martha, what’s taking you so long- he began, but his words trailed off as he caught sight of his surroundings, inhaling sharply. “Adrian? What are you doing here? You… Were you with Lysander last night?”

Martha chuckled lightly, adding to the confusion, “So, you two know each other?”

Aiden, looking flustered, asked in a whisper filled with urgency, “Adrian, weren’t you in Stounia?”

Adrian replied calmly, “I just got back last night.”

“You came straight here after returning? Did you also spend the night at Lysander’s place?”

Martha interjected with a laugh, “They’re a married couple, after all. There’s nothing unusual about them sleeping together.”

Aiden appeared visibly agitated, stamping his foot as he exclaimed, “Martha, please, no more talking! Isn’t it chaotic enough already? You should hurry back to the kitchen, go on, quickly now.”

Aiden seemed close to tears at the misunderstanding. They’re not the ones who are married!

feeling her face pale, hastily pushed away Adrian’s arm and steadied herself against the door frame, slipping her shoes on

Aiden, “You go ahead, I need to have a

murmured an

address the lingering questions, “What brings you here? Was the mansion that

nearby. Madam Susan had trouble sleeping, and he didn’t want his late returns to disturb her. So, he asked me to find a suitable house for him. I ended up renting this place. Yesterday, he drank too much, so I brought

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back and forth between

Adrian is with Lysander,

stepped out from the next room, dressed in casual home clothes, his face more haggard and pale than usual, betraying

there really is no one,” Aiden hastily tried to deflect, but it was too

early in the morning. His expression, already sour,

Josiah with an even–tempered gaze, casually remarking, “Mr. Guerra, have you recently moved

acknowledged the comment, his piercing stare carrying an unmistakable sharpness, accentuated by the bloodshot look in his eyes that hinted at his fatigue or

carrying a bottle of medicine, which

an eyebrow inquisitively.

one tablet at

her a long look, his expression

to ease the tension, gratefully took the medicine, thanking her,

detecting a strong scent of alcohol still lingering on Josiah, furrowed her brows with concern, “You were at the billiard lounge quite late last night.

that he had either been drinking heavily or

reply was curt, “I have my work schedule to maintain. Some matters involve company secrets, and it’s not appropriate to discuss them

the first to

be a while before the housekeeper finishes

was filled with

hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just about to finish.”

intently for a moment before he

Lysander’s house with waiting

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