The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 169 Encounter In The Restroom

The waiter hastily apologized, “I’m sorry, miss! Are you hurt?”

When Lysander came to her senses, she realized that she had been shielded behind Zachary

The ground was littered with shards of shattered glass, and scalding soup was splattered in all directions.

The worst off was his

Zachary was clad in a beige polo shirt, speckled all over with brown spots from the soup. The grey sweatpants. One of the legs was nearly completely soaked through.

Moreover, from the steam wafting out, it was clear the soup was still piping hot.

Seeing the situation, Lysander didn’t waste any words. She immediately grabbed Zachary’s hand and took off running.

She heard the waiter call out from behind, “Sir, miss, do you need a towel?”

“Where’s the restroom?” Lysander asked.

The waiter’s face had turned pale, clearly frightened. “Just go straight, turn right, and walk until the end.”

Lysander tugged Zachary along, taking a couple more steps before she heard his strained voice saying, “Lysander, slow down…”

Lysander could hear the slight tremble in his voice. She crouched down, cautiously rolling up his pant leg a little.

Even though her actions were gentle enough, she could still feel the instant tension in his calf muscles.

to the skin and cause

nod, gritting his teeth. “All right, I’ll go myself. It’s not appropriate for a

the men’s restroom…”

the time to worry about that? Can you even

“I’m fine.”

on, I’ll support you.

“But…”

enough. I’m the doctor

the men’s restroom, Zachary was a bit uneasy. He wanted to say something, but Lysander had already quickly moved to the sink, turning the faucet on full

to support her. “Lysander,

quicker if I help

over would pull at the skin on his calf, causing another wave of searing pain to course

pants aren’t really cooperating,” Lysander commented

to begin with, clung to his skin after being soaked

169 Encounter

to roll them

when Lysander added more force to pull the

“Did I hurt you?”

okay, you… you

too tight. I can only tear

“Okay.”

Lysander had forgotten to

had already reddened, swelled, and wrinkled. Moreover, it continued to spread at a pace visible

afford to care that much anymore. She bit down hard to create a tear, then with each hand

a tearing sound, she tore open his