His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 528 Spotting Something Amiss

Josiah approached the bedside, seeing that Aurora had already changed into her little indoor outfit. Aurora- looked as adorable as a moving plush toy, which instantly put him at ease.

Aurora could only lie down at that time, but her arms and legs had already become quite nimble.

Josiah picked up the plushie on the bed to tease her. She reached out to grab it, then without hesitation, tried to put it in her mouth. He quickly snatched it away with sharp eyes and fast hands, then continued to tease her with another type of toy.

The two were having the time of their lives.

After Aurora had her fill of play, Josiah placed the electric wind chime, which would spin at the flick of a switch, above the bed for her to watch. He then sat down by the bed, keeping an eye on Aurora to prevent her from rolling over. With a serious expression, he said, “You seemed to behave differently toward Tiffany today.”

Lysander didn’t plan on hiding it from him. “It’s that obvious?”

Josiah resolutely shook his head. “No, and I’m not defending her. I just remember how you used to take care of her, even saying she was a sheltered child and so you don’t need to guard against her like you just did.

Lysander said softly, “People always change.”

Josiah looked into her eyes and asked, “Did you notice something was off?”

Lysander didn’t respond. Instead, she turned around and asked him, “Josiah, answer my question first.”

Seeing her serious expression, Josiah replied in a serious tone, too. “Ask away.”

“If I were to tell you Tiffany isn’t as innocent and harmless as she appears, will you believe me?”

That question sparked a sense of déjà vu in both of them.

That was the underlying cause of their separation and the final straw that broke their already collapsing marriage.

When Lysander asked, she didn’t hold any hope, her expression particularly indifferent. “Never mind. Pretend I didn’t ask.”

She had long grown accustomed to the idea that without hope, there could be no disappointment.

To her surprise, Josiah stated decisively, “I will.”

Lysander lifted her gaze, looking at him.

Josiah looked at her, his gaze still gentle yet filled with determination. “I believe in you.”

Lysander was momentarily lost in thought, her lips moving faintly as she murmured, “I can’t tell if you truly believe or if you’re just pretending.”

The wind chime by the bedside hummed a lullaby, conveniently masking her words.

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said, only managing to discern a few

your trust in me right now, but I can’t provide any evidence at the moment, nor can I explain the

Whether you have evidence or not,

his unyielding trust in her had come too late. Josiah

I dare not give advice rashly. However, now that Everhart Corporation has resolved it financial issue, the next most important thing is orders. Without orders, nothing else matters. I will tell Daphne

with her decision. “It’s about time Daphne

slightly as she was still suspicious of Dillon. She

a soft cooing sound. The noise she made seemed as if she was trying to mimic the

the adorable child was babbling, they were still

unison, both Josiah and Lysander found themselves

gibberish. However, as Josiah looked over, she happened to mumble a word that sounded like

her words

gaze fixed solely on Aurora in a

pronunciation wasn’t quite accurate yet, but she seemed to have a hard time stopping, continuously repeating a

with red.

Lysander replied, “Mister.”

“Oh, it’s mister.”

“Yep.

to see him

She called out to him, but

eyes seemed to forget how to blink. His gaze was so tender it was nearly

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times. Just as she was about to raise her voice, it was as if he

fell

and playfully

with

she should be back by tomorrow. Lysander greatly cherished the time

state, his voice quivering slightly as he said, “I must have misheard

addressing you right. She should be

‘mister

was still somewhat taken aback, managing a slight smile. “No qne

“Yeah.”“”

do children usually start to call

go quickly, it could happen at around seven to eight months, but if

fell silent for a moment, seemingly calculating

difficulty. “She should be about a year and two months old now, so she should be able to call me ‘Daddy‘ by now.” I should have had a baby calling me this

her breath hitch. She exhaled, reassuringly stating, “It won’t

won’t.” Josiah revealed

only four weeks along. If the baby was not born prematurely, it would