The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 432

Chapter 432 The Air Is Filled With Tension

Josiah? What’s he doing here?

Lysander took another look at the kindly–looking lady standing in front of her. Her face was unfamiliar, yet her efficient and quick movements reminded Lysander somewhat of Eleanor.

Is she a housekeeper? Then who’s the new neighbort

“Aiden, do we have any aspirin at home?” another voice called out, sounding strained.

“You just moved in, how could everything be perfectly in place? Just wait a bit, Josiah, I’ll call for an errand runner for you.”

“Hurry up, my head is killing me.” The weariness in Josiah’s voice was more pronounced than it had been at the billiard lounge, impossible to overlook.

In her moment of hesitation. Aiden emerged from the neighboring doorway, glancing around before his eyes fell on the unfolding scene. “Martha, what’s taking you so long- he began, but his words trailed off as he caught sight of his surroundings, inhaling sharply. “Adrian? What are you doing here? You… Were you with Lysander last night?”

Martha chuckled lightly, adding to the confusion, “So, you two know each other?”

Aiden, looking flustered, asked in a whisper filled with urgency, “Adrian, weren’t you in Stounia?”

Adrian replied calmly, “I just got back last night.”

“You came straight here after returning? Did you also spend the night at Lysander’s place?”

Martha interjected with a laugh, “They’re a married couple, after all. There’s nothing unusual about them sleeping together.”

Aiden appeared visibly agitated, stamping his foot as he exclaimed, “Martha, please, no more talking! Isn’t it chaotic enough already? You should hurry back to the kitchen, go on, quickly now.”

misunderstanding. They’re not the ones

feeling her face pale, hastily pushed away Adrian’s arm and steadied herself

slowly withdrew his arm, maintaining his composure as he addressed Aiden, “You go

Lysander murmured an acknowledgment.

Was the mansion that Mom and Dad bought for you not comfortable? Why would you choose to

disbelief before gathering his composure. “Previously, Josiah had a project nearby. Madam Susan had trouble sleeping, and he didn’t want his late returns to disturb her. So, he asked me to find a suitable house for him. I ended up renting this place. Yesterday, he drank too much,

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and forth

with

casual home clothes, his face more haggard and pale than

there really is no one,” Aiden hastily tried to deflect, but it was too

the morning. His expression, already sour, darkened further, becoming more intense

with an even–tempered gaze, casually remarking, “Mr. Guerra, have you recently moved into the house

carrying an unmistakable sharpness, accentuated by the bloodshot look in his eyes that hinted at his

a bottle of medicine,

arched an eyebrow

take one tablet at a time,” she

his

gratefully took the medicine, thanking her,

with concern, “You were at the billiard lounge quite

smell was potent, indicating that he had either been drinking heavily or had only

my

aback by his harsh tone, was the first to look away, feeling an

work discussions for now. It appears it will be a while before the housekeeper

air was filled

a cold shiver down his spine, hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just about to finish.” Josiah, shouldn’t we head

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