The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 132 Final Moments Of Elisa

When Elisa said that, her gaze gradually lowered to rest on Lysander’s belly.

“Grandma Elisa, there’s no such thing. Josiah and I… are doing just fine.”

“Don’t lie to me anymore. I know everything,” Elisa said. “You all think I’m old and senile, no longer able to recognize anyone, huh?”

“Not at all, Grandma Elisa. Don’t overthink things.”

“You don’t have to hide it from me anymore. The child has already told me everything.”

“The child?”

“The child you have with Josiah. She’s a beautiful girl. She came to see me this morning, dressed in a floral dress, with her hair in pigtails!”

Lysander choked up, momentarily at a loss for words.

Elisa continued, “She was such a darling, gently leaning against me and calling me Great–grandma. Oh, she was so pretty, bubbly, and lively. She even sang to me, clapping her hands while at it. What song was that again? It seemed to be a Stounian song. I’m old, and my hearing is not what it used to be, so I couldn’t quite catch it. All I remember is something along the lines of birch.”

Josiah was somewhat puzzled. “Birch?”

“Yes, birch.”

Lysander. “What song is

stab of pain assailed Lysander, a dull ache spreading all over

prenatal song I listened to in the first few days I found myself pregnant. Hush, little baby, don’t say a

She hummed softly.

“Yes, this was the song. She sang it

and Susan shared a glance, both having a pretty good idea of what

streamed down her face, yet she dared not let a single sob escape. She strove

no better, his eyes red–rimmed. He turned

only misses you greatly and regrets that she can’t be your child anymore. The angel told her

Lysander said nothing.

was a lump in her throat,

Final

to heaven too. But I can’t go back on a promise made to the child. I needed to see you

streaming down her face. “Grandma Elisa, please don’t say something so dispiriting. I’m a doctor. As long as I’m

You can’t cure my illness. I’ve lived for over eighty years, and it’s enough. Susan, Josiah, come over

Elisa could seemingly

squatted down together, huddling close. Considering his tall

“Mom, I’m here.”

“Grandma.”

child also had a message for me to pass on to

ahead, Mom. Josiah and I are all cars,” Susan said

length earlier and was somewhat drained then. She breathed heavily, a thick layer of mist forming on her oxygen

chest, she coaxed, “Mom, don’t