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!

and steadied herself against the door frame, slipping her

withdrew his arm, maintaining his composure as he addressed Aiden, “You go ahead, I need to have a word with him.”

murmured an

that Mom

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 disturb her. So, he asked me

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voice softened as he spoke, his eyes flickering back and forth between Adrian and Lysander as if seeking

Adrian is with Lysander, what

more haggard and pale than usual, betraying his exhaustion. He

hastily tried to deflect, but it was

doorstep early in the morning. His expression, already sour, darkened further, becoming more

gaze, casually remarking, “Mr. Guerra, have you recently moved into the house next door? That’s quite the

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

bottle of medicine, which she handed over to

inquisitively.

tablet at a time,”

a long look, his expression unreadable, and chose

took the medicine, thanking her,

alcohol still lingering on Josiah, furrowed her brows with concern, “You were at the billiard lounge quite late last night. Why did you

potent, indicating that he had either

gaze squarely but then turned cold as she spoke. His reply was curt, “I have my work schedule to maintain. Some

aback by his harsh tone, was the first to look away,

it will be a while before

was filled

shiver down his spine, hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just about to finish.” Josiah, shouldn’t we head back??

eyes studying Adrian intently for a moment before

Lysander’s house with waiting for her

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