Chapter 239 I Am Sorry

Lysander could distinctly feel a sharp gaze from across the room.

She turned away, avoiding meeting his eyes.

Maxim’s heavily pregnant wife, Remi Dyer smiled as she took Lysander’s hand. “Dr. Thorne, please sit. The meal is about to start.”

Lysander insisted. “But the other employees haven’t arrived yet. How can we start?”

Remi affectionately patted her hand. “They’re all young people, not into gatherings. My husband told them to go have fun on their own. Come, sit here.”

Lysander once again realized that although pregnant women were considered vulnerable, in a sense, they were also strong.

Because of her pregnancy, if she set her mind on something, those caught by her couldn’t dare resist too much.

Just like now, she was forced to passively sit by Remi, and she couldn’t directly shake off her hand.

It was reminiscent of when she was pulled into the chaotic traffic by Lysanne and nearly lost her life.

Remi called out, “Maxim, come over here. Let Zach sit in your spot. The young couple should sit together.”

Maxim slapped his forehead, laughing heartily. “Ah, that’s forgetful of me. Yes, yes, couples should sit together. Today, there are three couples here. It’s like celebrating Valentine’s Day. Isn’t that festive?”

point, Josiah abruptly set

silent, not daring to speak

for Josiah first, then filled his own. “Mr. Guerra, here’s to you. I’ll go first, you

that, he tilted his head back,

turned the glass upside down, indicating it was

and raised his voice. “I hope

He looked like he was assessing Zachary, yet

sat beside, shrinking into a small

for a while, she

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nothing,

“Okay.”

of empathy. Taking advantage of her age, she jokingly advised, “Mrs.

“We live separately.”

face. “D–Did you

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and forced a smile. “No, we didn’t quarrel. He’s busy

glanced at Josiah with a touch

Josiah’s continuously darkening expression, she displayed a

I argue often. It’s normal. Sometimes harsh words or

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