His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 465 The Explosive Atmosphere

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Josiah was struggling to keep his temper in check. “Has the payment for the house been made?”

Seeing that he was unwilling to believe it, Lysander nodded and said, “Yes, I completed all the procedures. this morning.”

Josiah laughed. “How much money did he lend you?”

“Two million.””

“Two million…” Josiah licked his teeth, leisurely observing her. “Two million is enough for you to cook for him.”

Lysander didn’t feel the need to be ashamed. She looked at Josiah with a calm demeanor and countered, “Am I not allowed to?”

“Of course you are.” Josiah managed to squeeze out the next few words through gritted teeth. “But Dr. Thorne, you shouldn’t play favorites. Don’t forget there’s someone else who needs your ‘personal‘ gratitude as well…”

Lysander furrowed her brows. “Who?”

“Before, I was repeatedly coerced by Zachary for your sake. I even handed over the most profitable project of the company to him. Shouldn’t you show some sort of gratitude?”

“Since I’ve prepared a whole table of dishes. Dr. Sutton and I can’t finish it all. How about I pack some for you?” The look in Lysander’s eyes was hostile, evidence that she was upset. She cautioned, “However, I must remind you as a medical professional that you’re still sick. With your stomach condition, you should avoid getting upset. It would be bad if your condition worsens.”

With a sarcastic laugh, Josiah replied, “Thanks for the concern, but my lungs hurt more than my stomach now. I insist on calling on that debt.”

Lysander thought about the lemon butter fish on the table that was getting cold and impatiently asked, “So, what do you want me to cook for you?”

“Seafood.”

Adrian mentioned. “Perhaps seafood isn’t the best choice right now. It’s generally better to avoid it when your stomach isn’t feeling well.”

Josiah glanced at Adrian and asked, “Do you have an objection, Dr. Sutton?”

“No, Mr. Guerra. Go ahead.”

fine. Once your stomach condition has improved,

want it today. I want it

why are you acting like an unreasonable child

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it’s perfectly justified, but when I do, it’s considered unreasonable? Dr. Thome, are

any seafood today. There’s only one fish

kind of fish?”

“Carp.”

seafood?” Josiah deliberately emphasized the word

man is

agreed, I won’t back out. Aren’t you afraid that eating seafood now will worsen your condition, or maybe

his aura radiating danger as he said, “Are you

“I’m just speaking from a medical

in the atmosphere quickly returned. One could even see sparks flying between the arguing

declared on the spot, “Lysander, even if it means getting a stomach ulcer,

of advice, “Mr. Guerra, it’s clear that you simply don’t want me to have a candlelit dinner with Lysander with all this talk of gastritis and wanting seafood… Why go to such lengths? You’ll just end up harming yourself.”

is between Lysander and me. You should mind your own business.”

they were still making a fuss over a seafood meal.

Lysander sighed helplessly.

crab? I’ll downstairs and buy it right now so that you’ll be satisfied. However, you’ll have to bear the consequences after eating. Ms. Lanister, you should call an ambulance later and have them wait downstairs on standby. If anything happens to Mr. Guerra,

with anger as one might expect. Instead, he seemed surprisingly calm. He pulled out his phone, speaking as if he was afraid she might change her mind. “No need to trouble yourself. I can

meal’s on me.”

cast a provocative glance at Adrian; his behavior was nothing short of childish. Upon hearing this, Adrian didn’t even care to smile back, he simply reiterated. “I don’t fancy

the meal was undoubtedly going to be

a ticking time

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long as Adrian was there, he would continue

moment of contemplation, she made up her mind. Full of regret, she said to Adrian, “I’m sorry. I’m afraid I won’t be able to have dinner tonight. You should have it at home.

Adrian was understanding.

should eat it to not let your efforts go in vain. Your should focus on cooking for Mr. Guerra, as anything between us can be