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

was also nearing his limit. He had thought he would be the first to succumb to the fiery inferno, but against all

rescue anyone. They were merely there to ascertain

her actions indicated a clear-headed rationality. She would not tolerate the existence of two individuals

were about to completely sever the connection

leaping from such a height would undoubtedly meet their end. Josiah carefully timed his jump as the staircase collapsed, significantly reducing the chances of him getting injured. However, despite his precautions, his ankle, which had been injured before, throbbed with a piercing pain. His ability to run was

collect his body, was taken aback upon finding him

worried they would discover Lysander, who had already escaped to a relatively safer area. He gritted his teeth to endure the pain and ran in the opposite direction. Removing his coat to cover his mouth and nose, he traversed through an area that was not as severely burnt. Once he was through, he tossed

swiftly

uncertain whether Josiah had already died amidst the flames, but considering his

in the shadows, enduring until the sound of sirens filled the air. Only after seeing Lysander being lifted into the ambulance did

a complex expression. "So, you were injured back then, but instead of going to the hospital, you chose to leave alone. Do you

but I

years of my life have I been pressured to

and there are many the

can't do openly. So, I chose to operate

I

shifted awkwardly to the side. After standing for such a long time, he could no longer pretend

took the initiative to lend him a

take a seat. His leg throbbed with pain with every movement, even the slightest bend was unbearable. In

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 now. By the goto way, you mentioned earlier that you had something to take care

you're back, have

to sort everything out?"

had already made an appearance at the meeting earlier, so

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

late.

of them were not

softly

"Before I came here, specifically handed over all the evidence implicating Dillon and Tiffany in the poisoning and myrder to the police. However, their procedure prevents

dragging Lysander back into the mess caused by

intending to roll up his pant leg. She wanted to

was burnt by it. He spoke in a

to freshen up and change his clothes before setting off, the urgency of