His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 728 Are You Worried About Me Josiah attempted to stand, but his legs felt wobbly still. He had no choice but to brace himself against the table to move.

He let out a chuckle, suggesting, "Let's head back to the office first. There are too many prying eyes here. We can't guarantee that we won't be interrupted. I have something important to discuss with you."

Lysander managed to suppress the surge of emotions within her until she returned to Josiah's office. She then gently closed the door behind them.

She turned around to face him and questioned, "Where have you been all this while? Why did you disappear without a word? Do you have any idea how I..."

Josiah's lips curled into a smile. "How you..."

"Not me, but Madam Susan." Lysander bit her lip, striving to maintain a composed facade. "You have no idea how worried she was about you."

"And what about you?"

"I...."

"Were you worried about me?"

Lysander glanced at him, not offering a response. Instead, she asked, "Are you all right?"

"You were worried about me."

Lysander was rendered speechless.

Josiah watched her, his heart softening. Subconsciously, he reached out, intending to embrace her. But midway, he hesitated and withdrew his hand, careful not to make any contact.

His hands had accumulated numerous tiny scars, and his skin had considerably darkened. Furthermore, calluses had formed on the base of his fingers from constant friction.

Josiah gave her a once over. "You've lost weight again."

Lysander was already quite slender to begin with, and after enduring this period of hardship, she had lost even more weight. Her petite face was now dominated by a pair of large eyes, which stood out prominently.

Josiah was genuinely worried that she might be too thin for her own good. He couldn't help but ask again, "Are you alright? I intended to stay with you that day, but they returned, and the staircase collapsed from the fire..."

It turned out that at the very moment when Lysander had passed out due to

He had thought he would be the first to succumb to the fiery inferno, but against all

didn't come to rescue anyone. They were merely there to ascertain

clear-headed rationality. She would not tolerate the existence of two individuals who had seen through

thought, Josiah mustered a surge of strength on the brink of death. Just as the flames were about to completely sever the connection between the staircase and the wall, he crouched down,

Below, the ground was made of unforgiving concrete. It was safe to say that an ordinary person leaping from such a height would undoubtedly meet their end. Josiah carefully timed his jump as the staircase collapsed,

body, was taken aback upon finding him still alive and

in the opposite direction. Removing his coat to cover his mouth

flames swiftly incinerated

already died amidst the flames, but considering

enduring until the sound of sirens filled the air. Only after seeing Lysander being lifted into the ambulance did he feel relieved enough

and put on a complex expression. "So, you were injured back then, but instead of going to

I

smile, Josiah said, "Never in the thirty years of my life have I been pressured to this extent Tiffany may be

are many the

can't do openly. So, I chose to

I

for such

to reality and took the initiative to lend him a hand. "Why don't you

leg throbbed with pain with every movement, even the slightest

it was to him, Lysander took a deep breath, putting her doctor's hat back on. Rolling up her sleeves, she said, "You must go to the hospital

you're back, have

to sort everything out?"

had already made an appearance at the

the meeting to keep his return a secret, it would be

late.

many of them were not on

spoke softly

specifically handed over all the evidence implicating Dillon and Tiffany in the poisoning and myrder to the police. However, their procedure prevents the news from spreading

for so long was to avoid dragging Lysander back into the mess caused by Riveron

to roll up his pant leg. She wanted to

warmth of her fingertips, he recoiled as if he was burnt by it. He spoke in a slightly flustered manner. "I'll call the family doctor

simply couldn't afford to care about his personal image. Although he had made a point to