His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 746 Speak Of The Devil Josiah subtly breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to ward off his potential love rival without showing any outward signs of distress.

Lysander truly didn't take the incident of being accosted to heart. All she felt was that the night sky of Norwal City wasn't as dark as she had anticipated.

She pulled down the canopy of the baby stroller to shield Aurora from the wind, then said, "I think I'd like to head back now."

The hotel wasn't far from here; at most, it would only take her about twenty minutes to walk back.

Right away, Josiah stated, "I'll accompany you."

Roaming around alone wasn't particularly enjoyable, and besides, he hadn't left Harborbrook just to clear his mind. If Lysander and Aurora were going back to the hotel, it made sense for him to return as well.

The trio walked back to the hotel, appearing no different from any other family out for a leisurely stroll.

Near the hotel, there was a bustling street, adorned with all sorts of colorful lights that made it as bright as day. The array of goods sold there was impressive, indicating that it had become a night market. The place was filled with strolling couples and small groups of young girls wandering around.

The atmosphere seemed quite romantic.

Josiah asked, "How about we go this way? We can also look for some suitable souvenirs to take back for my mom. That way, we won't be empty-handed when they return with gifts."

"Okay." Seeing they were almost there, Lysander steered the stroller in a different direction. As she did, she pondered over the things she needed to bring. "Michelle and Daphne have quite a few gifts too. Oh, and don't forget about Nilou, Rhizone and Mr. and Mrs. Thorne..." she mused.

After she had planned it all out, they were probably going to need to buy an extra suitcase to fit everything when they were heading home.

Josiah confidently assured, "Don't worry, you pick and I'll carry. Your taste has always been reliable. Whatever you choose, my mother will definitely like it. I'm entrusting this task to you."

Lysander asked, puzzled, "Besides Madam Susan, aren't you planning to bring gifts for anyone else?"

Josiah appeared even more perplexed than she was, after a moment of contemplation, he voiced out, "Lynn?"

be happy if

"Fred and Priscilla?"

to return in

a slight cough, tentatively suggesting, "How about we choose a gift for

but she quickly understood that he was

siblings. If the elder one has something, the younger one should have

flashed a smile, calmly explaining, "Moreover, you've always had a good relationship with Aiden. He always addresses you affectionately as 'Josiah'. It wouldn't be fair not to bring him anything. By the

little more effort wouldn't hurt. She might as well just pick out

reasonable. However, he quickly had a change of heart. He abruptly turned his about-to-nod action into a shake of his head, saying in a deep voice, "They don't need to. A bunch of grown men, they're not young girls. If they're really interested in this place, they can

but she didn't dwell on it much. She simply assumed he was trying to avoid trouble and didn't want to carry any more luggage, so she decided not

been fond of vibrant, moving objects, from flowers to colorful lights, she couldn't resist reaching out with curious fingers. Now, seeing the night market so festively decorated, her big, round eyes were almost at a loss as to where

for her, placing it in the stroller. Even such a simple act was pleasing to the eye. He smiled at Aurora and immediately, a grin spread across her adorable, chubby

the side, watching. Fearing she might be in the way, she took a small step back, immediately feeling something unexpected beneath

"Sorry, I—"

to apologize. However,

to an abrupt halt.

Upon hearing the commotion,

Josiah assumed she had

encountered an unrelenting

individual. Without a second

was ready to step in and mediate the conflict. His expression

Speak of the devil.

have expected for Adrian

two of them together, with a baby in tow, Adrian was taken aback. However, he quickly composed himself and greeted them, "Lysander, Mr. Guerra,

courteously smiled. "Yes, is that