His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 554 The Ending For Lysanne

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In a state of confusion, Lysanne was completely engulfed by darkness. By the time she woke up, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar place..

Surrounded by complete darkness, she was lying on a bed that was both hard and worn out. Accustomed to a life of luxury, she couldn’t tolerate such conditions. She immediately sat up and complained, “What kind of godforsaken place is this? Where on earth have you brought me?”

Accompanied by a soft click, someone flipped on the light switch.

Lysanne soon realized that the room she was in actually had a window. However, the outside was so dark that she couldn’t see her hand in front of her face. Thus, no light had been able to penetrate through earlier.

Carol walked in alone, her voice nonchalantly breaking the silence. “You’re awake.”

Subconsciously shrinking back, Lysanne asked, “When do you plan on letting me go? If I’m missing for too long, it won’t go unnoticed!”

As Lysanne spoke, she began to look around, attempting to find an opportunity to escape. However, the view outside the window was utterly unfamiliar, and the same was true for the room itself.

The room appeared to be a typical living space, yet the furniture was pitifully sparse. Apart from a wooden bed, there was only a table and a chair. Even the small window on the door was patched up with

newspaper.

Carol responded with a poker face, “From now on, this will be your room. Feel free to make yourself at home.”

In disbelief, Lysanne questioned, “What are you babbling about? How could I possibly live in a place like this? Holding someone in captivity is illegal, you know!”

Carol nodded. “I know, but for that to work, someone would need to know you’re here. As for calling the police, the law here doesn’t seem to work for you.”

Upon detecting the hidden meaning in her words, Lysanne quickly made her way toward the door.

The bodyguards in black who had escorted her earlier were stationed outside. Upon seeing Lysanne emerge, they didn’t immediately stop her. Instead, they allowed her to take a few steps down the corridor before she halted on her own.

Lysanne clearly observed the corridor, which was even more rundown than the room, and a few individuals with foreign features not far off.

then, she knew she

was in

intending to confront Carol, but

latter.

bodyguards outside the door immediately stepped in,

with case, asked, “Is there

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Also, this is not some godforsaken place. It’s an overseas orphanage that Mr. Guerra donates

past. Before she was adopted by Howard and Molly, she was just one of the many children in

denied it, her emotions running high. “I’m the prominent young lady of the Thorne family, the woman Josiah has held dear in his heart for countless years. How could I possibly be familiar with a place like this?

a final warning by saying, “You squandered your own opportunity. Since you claimed not to have begged Mr. Howard and his wife to adopt you, then don’t yearn for the good old days. Return to your original life. You were taken care of by the orphanage so that you could live a life as a prominent young lady

left with her bodyguards. She didn’t even bother to close the door behind her, seemingly unconcerned about

in her room. Seeing that

ran out.

from ideal. The place was in a

to have cognitive

only thin

environment reminded Lysanne of

I certainly can’t hand over the Thorne family’s assets to Lysander. If only she had perished

out of the orphanage’s main gate under the watchful eyes of a group of children. However, she was taken aback by what she saw.

not even a single streetlight could be seen. Wherever the eye reached, there was nothing but tall, dense trees. Looking around, it was impossible to find a road. The only visible thing was the tree branches stretching out like ghostly hands.

small amount of courage Lysanne had managed to muster up vanished without a trace. She tightened. her clothing around her and, steeling herself, ventured further

what

speaking Stounian, but still, no one paid her any attention.

the passersby spoke, they all spoke in a language she couldn’t understand at