The Charming Ex-Wife

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Through her somewhat blurred vision, Lysander managed to discern her surroundings. As she had suspected, she was back in the hospital room she had previously occupied, with two large bags of IV fluids hanging by the bedside.

It seemed that she was in a fair amount of danger this time.

Just as Lysander was about to blink her eyes to clearly see the specific name of the medicine, the door to the sickroom squeaked open, indicating someone was entering. She hadn’t yet figured out how to face them, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Accompanied by the softest of footsteps, the visitor halted in front of the sickbed. After quietly observing her for a moment, they gently placed a hand on her forehead.

The hand was broad and warm, carrying a faint scent of dryness. It was indeed the hand of Josiah.

After carefully sensing the temperature on Lysander’s forehead for a moment, Josiah then softly spoke to the elders standing by the door, careful not to disturb Lysander’s rest. “The fever has dropped slightly, but there’s still a bit of a low–grade fever.”

Howard and the others collectively let out a sigh.

Josiah pulled back his hand, carefully tucking Lysander in under the blanket before he walked over. “Mom, why don’t you accompany Mr. and Mrs. Thorne home first? Everyone’s been having a tough time these past few days. If we continue to overexert ourselves, it won’t be good.”

Molly watched Lysander on the hospital bed with great unease. “But with Lysa in this state, I won’t be at peace even if I go back.”

Howard was also worried about his daughter, but considering his wife’s frailty and her reliance on a wheelchair, he advised, “I will check on Lysander with Josiah from time to time. Right now, our priority is to not cause any more problems for the kids. They are tired too. If you collapse again, Josiah will have to take care of you. What about Lysa then?”

The color palette of the hospital room was incredibly bland, making the face of Josiah, who stood before them, appear particularly pale. Although he had never complained about anything, he was, after all, not made of iron.

If he continued to juggle both sides like this, the next one who might end up needing an IV

exhaustion would probably be Josiah.

rip from

for news. Susan naturally had to accompany the two of them back, but she kept looking back

she took.

by the ward’s door for a while, only returning to Lysander’s

chair was carefully lifted and gently placed beside

position, gripping Lysander’s hand tightly. After her fever had subsided, her hand had once again become icy cold. Only by

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hand subtly trembled, barely noticeable. She didn’t react in any

exhausting for Josiah, his mind constantly on edge. He didn’t miss even the slightest movement, but he didn’t consider the possibility of her feigning sleep. He was more concerned that she wasn’t resting

he didn’t even press the call bell by her bed. Instead, he went

saying, “She’s been very tired lately, could you please keep

concern in Josiah’s eyes. This left the nurse, who already knew

Dr. Thorne’s lousy ex–husband? He seems so gentle and considerate, it just doesn’t

the nurse was staring at him even after she had finished removing Lysander’s needle. He moved toward the door before asking, “Is

“Are you Mr. Guerra?”

Josiah nodded.

“She instructed me to bring you something if you’re

she paid any attention to his whereabouts this time was purely out of consideration

many patients to care for, so she couldn’t always keep an eye on Lysander’s condition.

entered the nurse’s station, where, under her direction, he moved a folding bed and a

unstable patient’s bed in the

thanks to Dr. Vale,” he requested, “and assure her that I will take good care of

Lysander’s sickbed

had been set up, but he simply sat on it, showing no intention of lying down. He was afraid that if he accidentally fell asleep, he wouldn’t know

Her high fever had come on strongly and signs of dehydration were already evident. Once she regained consciousness,

the bedside table, there was a thermos filled with banana oatmeal, and a flask on the