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.

the purpose of saving her. It was

wasn't life-threatening, requiring immediate attention. Besides, he

Lysander was somewhat troubled.

you thinking

you in a rush to get to the office? If you are, I

said, "I also

not just Lysander's old stomping ground, but also the place where she first found her purpose in

always particularly dense. She was worried that his injured leg might get bumped again.

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

bone injury was painful, it was minor compared to the burns. After a period of recuperation, walking was no longer a

period, they could deteriorate,

worked in obstetrics and gynecology, she had become accustomed to all sorts of wounds. It was this experience that qualified her to be in the operating room. In her view, the minor burn that Josiah had sustained was nothing significant compared to what she had seen before, so she didn't take it to

couldn't help but feel uneasy, no matter how hard he tried

in front of Lysander. Moreover, his visit to the hospital wasn't

escorting Josiah toward

with the doctor,

anticipating that the patient inside should be coming out soon. Suddenly,

been

the hospital, payment was required before any

the case of emergencies, where patients could

his own. His understanding of the process was still stuck at the time

if she was

his throat and said hesitantly, "I have a bit

low fever from a while ago and

unwell anywhere

himself. "I guess I am just

here for a bit, I'll go buy you

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

quickly estimated the time, feeling it was insufficient. In haste, he tried to make up for it, saying, "I'm having a bit