His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 737 A Special Understanding Breakfast was prepared by Eleanor. For everyone's convenience, the cups were always kept separate from the cutlery, placed on the left side. However, Josiah was an exception due to a burn on the back of his right hand. He temporarily used his left hand for utensils, so his cup was accordingly placed on the right side.

In other words, she had been using Josiah's cup, which was on her left side, while she was drinking milk just now!

The thought struck Lysander, and instantly, she snapped awake from her deep drowsiness.

She attempted to stealthily switch the two cups of milk back, but just as her fingertips grazed the rim of the cup, they brushed against the back of his hand, wrapped in gauze. Startled as if burned, she promptly withdrew her hand back to its original position.

Almost at the same time, Josiah realized his mistake of using the wrong cup. He knew she was quite particular about personal hygiene. Immediately, he regained his composure, intending to discreetly switch the cups before she noticed, to spare her any discomfort.

But lately, it seemed like the two of them shared an unspoken understanding.

Susan and Laura, sitting across the table, witnessed the entire scene. Anticipating their embarrassment, they tried to lighten the mood with a chuckle. "There are so many cups on the table. If you two happen to mix them up, just swap them around."

Lysander touched the tip of her nose, unsure of how to explain.

Susan truly cherished her, there was no doubt about that. However, in the presence of her former mother-in-law, expressing disdain for the cup her son had used seemed quite inappropriate. Even though she was now too exhausted to care, old habits were indeed hard to change.

"Right, just a simple switch will do."

Josiah genuinely swapped their drinks, but all he did was give Lysander the untouched cup he had, while he continued to drink from the one she had sipped from.

Lysander paused momentarily, then decided to act as if the minor incident had never occurred, continuing to eat her breakfast with milk.

Today was a workday, but it was also the day Josiah returned to have his bandages changed and his condition reassessed. He had switched into a loose outfit and, leaning on his crutch, prepared to head out.

Lysander quickly stopped him. "You should use the wheelchair. Once we get to the hospital, we don't know how long you'll have to stand."

Josiah chuckled lightly. "I understand, Dr. Thorne wouldn't pull strings for me."

Instinctively, Lysander glanced at his leg, mentally assessing the severity of his injury.

Josiah's injuries were indeed severe. Apart from the most serious leg injury, he also had a number of burns and abrasions on his body.

injuries solely for the purpose of saving her. It was only

Besides,

Lysander was somewhat troubled.

are you thinking

rush to get to the office? If you are, I could ask

need, I'm not in a hurry," Josiah said, "I also want to accompany you to the hospital like

stomping ground, but also the place where she first found her purpose in life. Being here was far more

bumped again. So, without even sparing a moment to greet Lynn, she focused solely on getting him to change his

After reviewing the scans, he relaxed and said, "Your bones are fine now. You just need to

of recuperation, walking was no longer a risk of re-injury.

period, they could deteriorate, showing signs of ulceration and peeling. The

was this experience that qualified her to be in the operating room. In her view, the minor burn that Josiah had sustained

no matter how hard he tried to rationalize his

was also very concerned about his image, especially in front of Lysander. Moreover, his

pushed the wheelchair, escorting Josiah toward the

consulting with the doctor, so they had to

be coming out soon. Suddenly, he turned to Lysander and asked, "By the way, have we paid

x-ray been

payment was required before any tests could be conducted.

was in the case of emergencies, where patients could be fast-tracked and sent directly for life-saving

his own. His understanding of the process was still stuck

she

he cleared his throat and said hesitantly, "I have a bit of

recalled his low fever from a while

unwell anywhere

an excuse for himself. "I

"All right, wait here for a

was a supermarket just outside the outpatient department. Making a round trip there hardly

he tried to make up for it, saying, "I'm having a bit of a sore throat. Can I get some