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.”

at Lysander. “What

assailed Lysander, a dull ache spreading

the prenatal song I listened to in the first few days I found myself pregnant. Hush, little

She hummed softly.

the song. She sang it

shared a glance, both having

she dared not let a single sob escape. She strove to keep her emotions in check, trembling even as she

his eyes red–rimmed. He turned his face

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

Lysander said nothing.

if there was a lump in her throat, leaving her unable to utter a

Final Moments

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

don’t say something so dispiriting. I’m a doctor. As long

girl, you’re an obstetrician. You can’t cure my illness. I’ve lived for over

Elisa could seemingly recognize them

down together, huddling close. Considering his tall

“Mom, I’m here.”

“Grandma.”

also had a message for me

and I are all cars,”

was somewhat drained then. She breathed

Susan stroked her chest, she coaxed, “Mom, don’t rush. Take