His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 430

Chapter 430 I Never Regret My Decisions.

Lysander addressed Josiah with frankness, “There’s no need to be sarcastic or to involve others unnecessarily. You know very well that Dr. Sutton isn’t involved with me romantically. You’re the only one who can assist me in this situation.”

Adrian, listening attentively to Lysander’s declaration, showed no signs of irritation. His gaze on her remained soft and understanding. After she concluded, he interjected, “Mr. Guerra, it seems there has been a misunderstanding. While Dr. Thorne and I are not in a relationship at present, I won’t conceal the fact that I am indeed pursuing her affections.”

His tone took a sharper edge compared to the gentle manner he had used with Lysander. This revelation seemed to immediately sour Josiah’s mood. With a look of displeasure, he set his cue down and, with a brusque tone, declared without turning, “This matter is personal and doesn’t concern me. I have other engagements to attend to. Please continue without me.

His parting words carried a biting accent, underscored by the haste of his exit.

Left behind, Lysander remained seated, releasing a soft sigh.”

She had been ready to risk it all, to throw caution to the wind in hopes of a favorable outcome. Josiah’s recent interactions had hinted at a possible opening, a chance that he hadn’t entirely closed off

communication.

Yet, Adrian’s unexpected appearance threw her plans into disarray.

Adrian noticed her contemplative look and, filled with self–reproach, asked, “Did I complicate things? Hold on, I’ll go after him and explain everything.”

“No need,” Lysander responded with a gentle shake of her head, “He’s too upset now; any further discussion would be futile. It’s not your fault. I appreciate your intentions, so don’t worry about it.”

Adrian’s features softened with a mix of relief and hesitation as he queried, “Lysander, did you come here today… hoping to get back together with him?”

A crack briefly appeared in Lysander’s composed demeanor as she quickly refuted, “I never regret my decisions.”

Adrian breathed a quiet sigh of relief. “That’s reassuring, I was concerned that-

Lysander interrupted with a rueful laugh, “But indeed, I did come with a purpose. If we don’t resolve this today, I’m unsure when another chance might arise.”

She had the patience to deal with Josiah, but she was afraid of Zachary taking any drastic actions due to his erratic behavior.

Realizing that Lysander was not inclined to divulge the details of her predicament, Adrian chose not to press further. In a comforting tone, he suggested, “It’s quite late now. Perhaps it’s best you head home and rest. You can always reach out to him for a conversation tomorrow.”

Unbeknownst to them, the wall clock had completed a full revolution, signalling that midnight was rapidly approaching. The billiard lounge staff began to wrap up their shifts.

“It seems that’s the only option left.“Having not seen Lysander for some time, White Coal

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*After sending her bill for the orange juice. Lyunder exited the billiard lounge alongside Adrian.

As they approached his car. Adrian remarked casually, “Oh, I haven’t had the chance to drop White Coat off before coming here. How about I drive you two home?”

Lysander realistically assessed. “We’re not going in the same direction. I’ll take a taxi” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Adrian, ever considerate, raised a practical concern. “White Coat might be having some stomach issues Lately. If he gets sick in the taxi, it could be troublesome. It’s happened in my car a few times already, so once more won’t make a difference”

“Then, I’ll send you the money for a car wash.”

Adrian gave a resigned smile. “All right, it’s late. I’ll keep the car wash ticket stub for you. We’ll sort it out later; don’t worry, I won’t forget.”

“Okay.”

Adrian concluded, “Since you insist. I won’t push. You and White Coat should get home safely.”

“Sure.”

“Woof!”

White Coal, having not seen Lysander for some time, seemed overjoyed at the reunion. The fluffy bundle appeared eager to jump into her arma as Adrian handed over

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Lysander’s eyes softened as she took a remarking. “You’ve taken good care of him.”

White Coat had grown noticeably I fur, will puppy–soft, had filled out, making it quite a handful to hold Its charming antics were hard to reuit

“He cats well, that’s probably why he’s grown” Adrian noted, seeing a slight lift in I ysander’s spirits, Seizing the moment, he hailed a taxi that had just used by urging “All right, hop in and head home

jussard Take care on the road. Well deal with tomorrow’s concert

sor.”

Lysander, holding White Coat close, settled into the back seat of the taxi, giving the driver her home address. As the taxi moved through the quieter late–night streets, the stroked the smooth fur, her gaze drifting across the passing cityscape.

The night shift driver, looking to make conversation, glanced back through the rearview mirror. “Miss, was that your boyfriend who helped you into the car?”

Quickly regaining her composure, Lysander responded, “No, he’s not”

The driver chuckled, misreading the situation. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s normal for young people to have disagreements. But your boyfriend, he genuinely cares about you. Look, he’s been following us in his

this time, ensuring your safety. If it’s not a major issue, maybe you should forgive him.”

From the rearview mirror, Lysander saw that Adrian had indeed been following discretely. It seemed less alsosat vigilance and more about genuine concer

The driver added, still smiling “So, was I wrong?”

A save of regret washed over Lysander as she clarifes further. “But he truly isn’t my boyfriend, we re

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After settling her bill for the orange juice, Lysander exited the billiard lounge alongside Adrian.

As they approached his car, Adrian remarked casually, “Oh, I haven’t had the chance to drop White Coat off before coming here. How about I drive you two home?”

Lysander realistically assessed, “We’re not going in the same direction. I’ll take a taxi.”

Adrian, ever considerate, raised a practical concern, “White Coat might be having some stomach issues lately. If he gets sick in the taxi, it could be troublesome. It’s happened in my car a few times already, so once more won’t make a difference.”

“Then, I’ll send you the money for a car wash.”

Adrian gave a resigned smile. “All right, it’s late. I’ll keep the car wash ticket stub for you. We’ll sort it out later; don’t worry, I won’t forget.”

“Okay.”

Adrian concluded, “Since you insist, I won’t push. You and White Coat should get home safely.”

“Sure.”

Woofl”

White Coat, having not seen Lysander for some time, seemed overjoyed at the reunion. The fluffy bundle appeared eager to jump into her arms as Adrian handed it over.

Lysander’s eyes softened as she took it, remarking. “You’ve taken good care of him.”

White Coat had grown noticeably. Its fur, still puppy–soft, had filled out, making it quite a handful to hold. Its charming antics were hard to resist,

“He eats well; that’s probably why he’s grown,” Adrian noted, seeing a slight lift in Lysander’s spirits. Seizing the moment, he hailed a taxi that had just passed by, urging, “All right, hop in and head home. Take care on the road. We’ll deal with tomorrow’s concerns tomorrow.”

Lysander, holding White Coat close, settled into the back seat of the taxi, giving the driver her home address. As the taxi moved through the quieter late–night streets, she stroked the smooth fur, her gaze drifting across the passing cityscape.

The night shift driver, looking to make conversation, glanced back through the rearview mirror. “Miss, was that your boyfriend who helped you into the car?”

Quickly regaining her composure, Lysander responded, “No, he’s not.”

The driver chuckled, misreading the situation. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s normal for young people to have disagreements. But your boyfriend, he genuinely cares about you. Look, he’s been following us in his

I’s normal for young people to car all this time, ensuring your safety. If it’s not a major issue, maybe you should forgive him.”

From the rearview mirror, Lysander saw that Adrian had indeed been following discretely. It seemed less about vigilance and more about genuine concern.

The driver added, still smiling, “So, was I wrong?”

A wave of regret washed over Lysander as she clarifi further. “But he truly isn’t my boyfriend: were

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merely colleagues.”

Her explanation sounded weak even to her ears.Who would show such concern for just a colleague?

The driver, clearly not convinced, maintained a knowing smile and chose not to pursue the conversation further.

Lysander pulled out her phone, contemplating calling Adrian to ask him to stop being so considerate. But hesitated, her finger hovering over the dial button. Ultimately, she decided against it.

It was crucial for Adrian to move on, but the timing wasn’t right–he was driving, and any distraction could be risky.

Lost in thought, she didn’t notice the journey’s end until she stepped out of the taxi. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Adrian’s car turn away, along with the departing taxi. She feigned ignorance of his lingering presence and entered her apartment building.

Inside, White Coat immediately began to act playfully, sensing her mood.

Lysander gently rubbed its head, setting up a makeshift bed with a sofa cushion for it. After arranging the water bowl and food dish, the fatigue from a day of activity finally caught up with her.

Her empty stomach rumbled, a testament to her lack of substantial food since she had only had orange juice at the billiard lounge. Deciding to raid the fridge for any leftovers, she was startled by a noise from next door.

It was already three in the morning, and she distinctly remembered that the apartment beside hers was supposed to be vacant.

Curious and alert, she tiptoed to the door and peered through the peephole, wondering about the source of the disturbance.

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