Chapter 11 She Is The Mistress Here

“Um. Lysander smiled.

‘However, if you guys… you know. Be careful lately; the baby’s still small. Daphne seemed a bit embarrassed. ‘Anyway, you’re an obstetrician and gynecologist; you understand better than me. Just take care of yourself.”

“Yeah, I know,”

As Josiah drove, he asked with a smile, “Who were you chatting with that made you so happy?”

“Daphne.”

“Was that name given by her parents?”

Lysander chuckled lightly. “No, she changed it when she turned eighteen. The day after her birthday, she went to the police station; she didn’t waste a single day.”

“Why?”

“She had an unpleasant relationship in high school. She got hurt and decided to break off all ties with love, so she named herself ‘Death me ever heart.””

Josiah said. “It doesn’t have to be so decisive. Everyone has a naive first love in their youth. What’s past

past; we should look forward to the future.”

is

“Do you have one?”

Josiah hesitated. “Maybe it’s been too long. I’ve forgotten.”

“Oh.”

“What about you?” Josiah asked, “Did you have a crush on a boy before?”

course, but I was just busy, not closed off. It wasn’t in high

“Elementary school?”

four or five years old. I was too young then; I just thought the other person was really nice, so I mistakenly thought

have a sense of gender.

raised an eyebrow. “Do you have

to push the flower branches away from her eyes. “Be careful. It will be bad if it gets in your

Lysander remained silent.

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the hospital, just a

it himself because it was closer to the central hospital where Lysander

didn’t mind, as he drove to and from work regardless; the distance

her fingerprint to open the door.

“Surprise! Welcome home!”

by the

and finally saw the person in

a nightgown, no makeup,

had meticulously decorated over the course

picked after visiting three malls were torn off and piled up in a corner; the plush toys she had placed on the sofa were all gone; the tablecloths on the dining table and coffee table were taken off, leaving only a bare glass tabletop, with something sticky applied to

that her cherished plush toys were all twisted and taped with transparent tape to the corners of the tables and

angry. “Lysanne, what

with work, so I tidied up the

slightly. “Did you discuss this

what I want to do? Everything

trembling slightly. “Miss Thorne, this isn’t just Josiah’s home. It’s mine, too.”

this

Lysander couldn’t answer.

has the right to do whatever he wants. If he has

Lysanne smiled throughout, proudly surveying her

furrowed tightly. He pulled Lysander into the house and said coldly, “Lysanne,

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mistress here.”

Was it

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