His Beloved Ex-Wife

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Secing Lysander in that state, Carol grew fearful. She stopped her, saying, “Please wait here, Mrs. Guerra. I’ll go instead.”

Lysander looked at her with immense confusion and said, “It’s fine. I’ll go.”

“No, you can’t,” Carol insisted as she grew increasingly worried. “You’re already exhausted and can’t handle any more stress. Besides, if it really is… I can identify him.”

She then turned to the police officer and said, “I’m Mr. Guerra’s secretary and have worked with him for many years. It serves the same function if I go.”

The police officer had no objections to her offer. “Sure, come with me.”

However, Lysander abruptly reached out to hold onto Carol. “Ms. Collins, let’s go together. If I don’t g today. I might regret it for the rest of my life. I’ve already… lost too many people.”

For no reason, she recalled the words Josiah said in the mountains near the spa resort.

One by one. My child and my father have left me. Indeed, no one in this world can accompany me forever. If Josiah

also….

Her words made Carol hesitate, a rare occurrence. As their standoff continued, the forensic doctor returned from the other end. Upon seeing his colleague, he promptly gestured with his hand.

“There’s no need to call anyone for identification. This body couldn’t possibly belong to the person who went missing last night. It’s decomposed to the point that only a skeleton is left, suggesting it must’ve been submerged for at least a month or two to reach this state. However, we’ll need to return to the station to verify the actual time of death.”

The forensic doctor’s words brought Lysander out of her depressing thoughts, saving her from the brink of a mental breakdown.

Carol was instantly thrilled. “It’s not him! Mrs. Guerra, did you hear that? It isn’t him!”

Lysander felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body her heart suspended in fear finally settled back in place.

If the body in the lake isn’t Josiah, then where is he?

Lysander’s heart filled with apprehension again.

Carol breathed a sigh of relief. “I’ll go and ask around, see if there are any other leads.”

“Okay. Thank you for the hard work.”

However, her hands were smeared with

bit embarrassed and said, “It’s fine. I’ll have Mr. Guerra reimburse me once he

her up,

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generous, but even if he doesn’t reimburse me, it’s not a big deal because I still have you! You have to stand up for me.” Carol was never one for many words, nor did she wear

Lysander chuckled. “L…”

the village to search for Josiah, had returned. She ran as

her, Josiah was striding

was still steady. He walked so fast that Rhizone

“Mr. Guerral”

hurriedly raced to him, simultaneously beckoning the doctors in the ambulance to come over and assist. They quickly surrounded Josiah, forming

the crowd, he stood out. He looked past them, his gaze landing on Lysander.

prickled in the back of Lysander’s eyes. She took a deep breath to calm herself before walking over

to him.

palm. Seeing the sign, the people surrounding him

her slowly approach, licking his lips.

“Mmhmm.”

injuries were merely superficial, aside from a slight limp in his right leg, she finally unclenched her tight

of her hand blended with the scabs from the scratches she got from grass and leaves the night before. If she let her hand

fine,” he assured. “Don’t worry about

backtrack. “I didn’t mean you shouldn’t worry about me. There’s nothing between us now, so it’s natural that you’re not worried about me… Wait, what am I saying…” he muttered in frustration under his breath.

understand what you’re saying

head, slowly exhaling a sigh of relief. “I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

Lysander’s heart, and she slowly nodded

days, she had gradually come

area posed a significant challenge for Josiah, who had been raised in privilege and

necessities like eating and sleeping,

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of mysophobia, yet he had barely

have those clean, high–end restrooms. Instead, they were all pit toilets, small spaces built with bricks