His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 121

The Charming Ex–Wife

Chapter 121 Basic Manners

“You can think however you like.” Josiah’s voice was muted.

A frown immediately formed on Lysander’s forehead when she heard that.

She glared at Josiah. What is he trying to do?

Is he throwing a drunken fitt

Or is he intent on making life difficult for me?

When Josiah found himself on the receiving end of her glare, his anger slightly subsided as a touch ofreason returned to him. “It seems to you that anytime I’m out of your sight, I must be with her anyway.”

Perhaps it was due to Josiah’s excessively nonchalant attitude that Lysanne didn’t harbor any doubtsthis time.

“All right, twenty minutes, then. I’ll send you my location. Come pick me up.”

Josiah ended the call abruptly and turned off his phone.

At last, it was peaceful.

He slumped wearily onto the couch, exhaling deeply.

“Aren’t you worried she’ll kick up a fuss when you get back if you just turned off your phone like that?”

Josiah gave a cool smile. “Then, I won’t be going back.”

Lysander quickly asked, “Do you want to stay in a hotel? Should I have Ms. Collins make a reservationfor you?”novelbin

“Lysander, don’t worry, I won’t be staying over at your place.”

Having her thoughts exposed, Lysander didn’t feel too embarrassed.

She explained, “When it’s just a man and a woman alone, it’s better to be cautious.”

Josiah let out a hum from deep within his chest.

“Do you want more water?”

“Sure.”

Josiah took a few more small sips of hot water, managing to subdue a good amount of hisdrunkenness.

Lysander couldn’t help but find it amusing. It seems that arguments really do have a way of invigoratingthe mind.

In the future, when I work the night shift and encounter a drunken ruckus, there’s no need to go throughso much trouble. I’ll just argue with them a bit and it’ll sober them up in no time.

Josiah slowly rose to his feet. “Guess I’ll be going, then.”

“All right, take care.”

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Chapter 121 Basic Manners

Josiah chuckled. “Is there really a need for such formalities?”

“It’s in basic manners.”

Josiah slowly nodded. “All right, I’ll stop bothering you, then.”

“And don’t bother coming around in the future.”

Josiah gazed at her intensely for a moment, then turned and left.

The door was swiftly slammed shut.

Josiah turned around, looking at the tightly shut door behind him. Thousands of thoughts swirled in hismind, but in the end, all he could do was let out a sigh of helplessness.

When she went to work the next day, Lysander made it her priority to visit Priscilla.

As soon as she entered the office, Lynn sneakily approached her before she could even change herclothes. “Dr. Thorne.”

Having hung up her coat, Lysander swapped it for a white lab coat.

“What’s the matter?”

“Dr. Ziegler’s daughter doesn’t have the best taste, does she?”

Lysander had a good grasp of Harry’s character.

However, hearing Lynn say this, she reckoned something must have happened yesterday.

Lysander fastened her buttons before picking up the medical record from the table. As she walked out,she flipped through it. “Did Priscilla have another bleeding episode last night?”

Lynn was her assistant. She accompanied her on her rounds. “Yeah, the bleeding was quite severe. Iwas really sweating bullets when you weren’t there.”

Lysander glanced over the medical record. “It was handled by Dr. Wright?”

“Thankfully, Dr. Wright handled it promptly. But Dr. Thorne, I was just about to discuss this matter

with

you.

Lysander halted in her tracks. “Keep going.”

“The family hasn’t even signed off on that surgery you did on Priscilla the day before yesterday and thetreatment Dr. Wright gave to her for her bleeding last night”

Yesterday, Harry had been so occupied playing the role of a loyal sidekick to Lysanne that he didn’thave a spare moment to come to the hospital to sign the papers.

Lysander said, “Get her family to sign the papers as soon as they arrive.”

“They’re here.”

Astonished, Lysander asked, “Harry is here?”

“No, it’s his mother,” Lynn said, looking exasperated. “She arrived yesterday, insisting that there’s a folkremedy back home, claiming that drinking it would surely result in having a son.”

“What? Are there still people who believe in this in today’s society?”

Lynn pursed her lips and nodded. “Not long after Priscilla drank it… she suffered a severehemorrhage.”