The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

of the phone, his heavy voice came

Lysander woke up at half past six, as per her usual

that Zachary had

What color are you wearing today? Reply after you wake

to why he had texted that in the middle of

tended to dress

left at Josiah’s place. She supposed they had all

she had bought some new clothes, but

would be going to Harborbrook University today, she chose a rather student–like outfit, a white high–necked

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replied: White shirt, dark

even a second-later, his message’came through:

his only reply. Lysander was full of confusion but didn’t pay much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room and then read some academic journals, just like how she used to

at home.

Zachary called.

changed her clothes and went downstairs. When she saw Zachary, she finally understood why he had

was a white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that were almost the same

and stuffed another warm thing

potato, which was still hot to the touch, and a clean little plastic spoon wrapped in cling

warm your hands and eat it on the

you go to

his head in embarrassment. “They don’t sell

Lysander smiled. “Thank you.”

face started to turn

“Stop rubbing.”