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!

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

addressed Aiden, “You go ahead, I need to have a word with

an

Adrian address the lingering questions, “What brings you here? Was the mansion that Mom and Dad

to Aiden, who wore a look of disbelief before gathering his composure. “Previously, Josiah had a project nearby. Madam Susan had trouble sleeping, and he didn’t want his late returns to

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he spoke, his eyes flickering back and forth between Adrian and

learns that Adrian is with

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

really is no one,” Aiden hastily tried

in the morning. His expression, already sour, darkened further, becoming more intense as

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

barely acknowledged the comment, his piercing stare carrying an unmistakable sharpness, accentuated by the bloodshot

meanwhile, approached carrying a bottle of medicine, which she handed over to

inquisitively. “What

take one tablet at a time,” she instructed

his expression unreadable, and chose not to respond.

eager to ease the tension, gratefully took the medicine,

lingering on Josiah, furrowed her brows with concern, “You were at the billiard lounge

that he had either been drinking heavily or had only

then turned cold as she spoke. His reply was curt, “I have my work schedule to maintain. Some matters involve company secrets, and it’s not appropriate

by his harsh tone, was the first to look away, feeling an awkward tension in the

and Josiah, trying to diffuse the situation. “Let’s set aside work discussions for now. It appears it will be a while before the housekeeper finishes preparing breakfast. Why don’t you join us for a meal? I’ve

filled with tensión.

cold shiver down his spine, hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just

into a sardonic half–smile, his eyes studying Adrian intently for a moment before he surprisingly

house with waiting for her

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