The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 370 The Familiar Profile

“I couldn’t save the child,” Adrian said. “I testified in court because I was the one who tried to save her. I managed to save the adult’s life, but the child didn’t make it.”

“Was it a natural miscarriage?”

“No,” Adrian said. “I suspect it was a violent assault that led to the miscarriage.”

Immediately, Lysander gasped. “Who did it?”

“I’m not certain,” he said. “My only responsibility was to present the diagnostic results in court.”

After hearing everything, Lysander felt a mix of emotions.

At that moment, someone was calling out for Adrian from afar. He covered the receiver and exchanged a few words before he got back on the phone and asked Lysander, “Are you sure you don’t want to come over and take a look?”

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Lysander felt a sense of unease when she heard the story about Paulo’s divorce. “I’m not going. I’ll hang up

now.”

After hanging up the phone, she gazed at the seagulls soaring outside the window. For some reason, couldn’t shake off an unsettling premonition.

Just then, someone outside was turning the door handle.

Lysander exclaimed, “Who’s

could be heard. “I’m sorry. I’ve got

girl

and opened the door, only to see a familiar

first saw it, there was a

she

stepping out, that was the profile she saw in the reflection

so fast that it was

in the cabin was dim, so Lysander thought perhaps it was simply her

gaze inadvertently swept over the cabin where Josiah was,

front hell to attend Rina’s toedding, right? Lysander had just returned to her

door was knocked on

in Ecronese just now. Could it be that she’s in some trouble? Is she

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knock was heavier than the last as if there was a matter

gently cracked the door open. However, in the next

was a

strong scent of alcohol on his body, and Lysander had no time to react before being pushed against the wall behind the cabin door. The heavy kiss

her mouth was gagged, making

voice echoed in her ears. “Don’t scream. It’s

“Josiah?”

using the wall for support, barely

Lysander came into contact with the skin on his neck. It was scorching hot. “What’s