His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 552 The Final Gamble

Carol spoke rather sentimentally. “Actually, you found her a long time ago.”

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“Indeed,” Josiah admitted with a hint of melancholy. “I was too obsessed. I had noticed early on that Lysanne’s temperament had changed since childhood, yet I never doubted it.”

“Mr. Guerra, even though I’m your secretary, as a womarl, I can’t help but feel more sympathy for Mrs.. Guerra.”

“I understand.”

The two had been working together for many years. Without saying much, they both understood each other.

Josiah asked, “Please answer a question from a woman’s perspective for me.”

“Go ahead,” she said.

“Would you

still accept me if you were Lysander?”

Carol hesitated for a moment, forcing a laugh. “Mr. Guerra, I’m not your wife. My choices don’t. necessarily align with hers.”

A chill ran through Josiah’s heart. “Okay, I understand.”

Carol heard his dejected tone and wanted to offer comfort. However, while she excelled at handling tasks, providing comfort was something she found quite challenging.

After a brief silence, she heard Josiah ask, “How are things at the hospital?”

Carol had initially planned to share the details with him, and upon hearing his request, truthfully relayed, “After you left with Mrs. Guerra, everything at Thorne Constructions and Energies was fine, except… Ms. Thorne had returned to the hospital.”

Josiah was instantly infuriated. “Is she bothering Mr. Thorne and his family again?”

“She’s here right now at Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s.”

A brief silence echoed from the other end of the line, a testament to Josiah’s effort to suppress his rising anger. When he finally spoke, his voice had turned considerably colder. “What is she planning to do this

time?”

voice was flat, devoid of any trace of emotion, and the undertone of his words

old story. You’ve blocked her path. Her only hope lies in Mr. Howard and Mdm. Molly’s continued pity for her, hoping they might

crowd had already gathered in the corridor behind her, drawn in by the spectacle. The door to the patient’s

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didn’t even have my own name, and I had to use your biological daughter’s. You never loved me. You only saw me as a replacement for your real daughter. Wasn’t I

surge of anger welling up

asked again, “Do you think we should have someone persuade her to leave? Mdm. Molly’s condition has just slightly improved. If she continues to create

roar was

personally: could she truly abandon me without a

of me now-

became urgent. “Mr. Guerra,

there,” ordered Josiah in

“Okay!”

she immediately gathered a few

were on the phone, chaos had already erupted in Molly’s hospital room. The commotion was so loud that even the security guards had been drawn over by the noise. However, none of them dared to approach Lysanne who was by the

unanswered, Lysanne resorted to her usual tactics. She dashed to the balcony. flung open the window, and then sat down at the edge, with more than half of her body leaning out.

out from anger, and seeing Lysanne make such a scene caused

in time to administer oxygen to her, preventing any

to calm down. His temples were throbbing, and he spoke with a tone of utter disappointment. “If you have even the slightest regard for all we’ve done to raise

being on oxygen, her complexion remained particularly ghastly. She managed to utter, “How did we end up raising

so much so

became increasingly unwilling to back down. Her hands tightly grasped the window ledge, fearing she might actually fall. Her voice, however, became even more shrill.

got the guts, then watch me die! Watch my body get torn to pieces, my brains splattered all

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tear fell from her eyes. She seemed full of life and energy as if she could keep going for half a day

understanding of their household situation. Feeling indignant, she interrupted, “Ms. Thorne, please stop talking. Mdm.

regret. “We’ve been through so much together, and I’ve failed as a daughter, unable to fulfill my duties to you in life. So, let’s go together to what

raised her voice as though she was afraid others might not hear her, her eyes reddening to the point of almost

position of the daughter of the Thorne family and lady of the Guerra family had always been hers, but now it was all for naught. She had to

However, as they gradually understood the family

folks, so why the favoritism? All is dear, and even if there’s a preference, it shouldn’t be this blatant! No wonder they don’t get