The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 109 Do Not Make Me Repeat Myself

“Lysander…”

From the backseat, the alarmed voice of Priscilla could be heard.

A sense of foreboding filled Lysander’s heart. Without thinking, she looked over to see Priscilla, her hands covered in fresh blood, her face pale as a sheet “I… the baby…” she stammered.

Lysander felt as if her entire heart was tightly gripped

Suddenly, the passenger door was yanked open, and Lysanne climbed right in. “Josiah, start the car. We’re taking the bride to the hospital.”

Priscilla reached out, gripping Lysander tightly. “Lysander, what should I do? Is my

make it…”

Lysander held her hand, which had turned icy cold due to fear and pain.

This certainly wasn’t a good sign.

child not going to

Lysander was soothing her, “Priscilla, please calm down. We’ll meet at the hospital, okay? I’m going to hail a taxi right now. It won’t take long”

“Lysander, can you stay with me? I’m scared. It hurts so much…”

Priscilla clung tightly to Lysander’s hand, refusing to let go. Lysanne, seated in the front, let out a cold laugh. “Dr. Thorne, if you want to have some alone time with Josiah, just say it. There’s no need to use a pregnant woman as an excuse.”

“Ms. Lysanne, not everyone is like you, with their mind filled with nothing but men.”

you let go of her? Holding onto her just prevents us from driving away. What’s the matter?

“Get out.”

turned her head. “What did you

out,” Josiah repeated, “Did the previous negligence that almost killed my

a lesson?”

last time? Would I have cornered you at the vacation hotel if it weren’t

pushing the car door open. “Hurry up. Don’t make me repeat myself

third time.”

“Josiah!”

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immediately approached her, “Ms. Lysanne, please

‘bump into’ you. right under my nose. If I leave,

Lysander… I’m in so much pain. My belly hurts so much….

condition was rapidly worsening. A small patch on her pristine white wedding gown had already been stained red. The stark contrast of the crimson blood against the white fabric was a

a decisive move. “Ms. Lysanne, I’m going to ask you

dare think about being alone with

“All right.”

you don’t

straight to the driver’s side. “Josiah, get out of the car. I’ll

aback. “You know how