His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 569 Let Me In For The Night

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The hallway had four walls and a ceiling. They were certainly not the streets, but it was genuinely cold in the middle of the night, with nowhere to sit.

He glanced at the securely locked door of his own house and then at Lysander’s door, which was at least still open, hope flickering in his eyes.

After her outburst, Lysander was no longer sleepy. She said rationally, “There’s no point in looking at me. I don’t have the key to your house. Find someone to help. Doesn’t your cook have a key?”

In short, she was implying that he had better not think about clinging to her again.

Josiah hesitantly withdrew his hand from blocking the door and noticed that Lysander did not immediately shut it. He pushed his luck and said, “Martha does have a key, but my phone is locked inside

the house.”

Lysander reached for her phone. “No problem, you can use mine.”

Josiah had a ready excuse. “How could I remember Martha’s number? Besides, it is already past midnight. Even if I did remember, it is inappropriate to wake her up now.”

Lysander knew the best solution but did not want to suggest it herself. Seeing that Josiah did not bring it up, she questioned, “Don’t you have a spare key at home?”

Josiah sighed and replied, “No.”

Lysander responded firmly, “You should have one.”

Josiah shook his head. “I really don’t.”

As he spoke, his face turned slightly pale from the cold draft.

Not one to spare his feelings, Lysander said bluntly, “Josiah, have you heard the story of “The Boy Who Cried Wolf“? You know what happened the last time I let you in when we were in Apex City. Are you trying the same trick again?”

Josiah knew his credibility was shot. More explanations were useless. Rubbing his throbbing temples, he asked, “I really don’t mean any harm. I am still recovering, and I know you’ve been busy. Can you let me in – to talk? 1 am freezing out here.”

his thin loungewear and

understand but this time did not try to force his way in. He simply stood

Lysander returned, meeting his

Or if you really don’t want to go far,

bring my ID, so

then it is the chair. I’ll lend you a

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pang of disappointment. Bracing against the cold, he said through gritted teeth, “Can’t you just let me in for

close the door.

outside. My clothes are thin, and I haven’t dried my hair properly after

no longer dripping but still damp when

said thoughtfully. “How about a quilt instead of a blanket?

1. be.

cold. He was almost giving up. “Are you really going to make me sleep in

hallway made his shivering voice

bit. As a doctor, she couldn’t ignore someone about to catch a cold. She relented slightly.

go. At least let me stay for the night.” Josiah’s eyes showed no other option,

to make sure I am not letting a

the cold, his complexion pale as he said, “I

and scrutinized

on the couch. If you disagree, you

she wouldn’t hesitate to kick him out

inside, grateful for the

the commotion with Lysander, brushed

a guest. She pointed to the long couch he had sat on earlier. “You

Josiah for a while had