Chapter 113 That Is Not My Home
Daphne chuckled. “You two sure have a good rapport
Adrian and Josiah exchanged a glance, quickly averting their eyes thereafter.
Daphne had no patience for Josiah. She turned directly to Adrian and said, “Adrian, what do you think?”
Adrian said, “It’s nothing major, just a reminder for Lysander. We proceeded with the surgery before. getting Priscilla’s husband’s signature earlier. We need to get that sorted later to ensure proper procedure.”
At the hospital, every task was carried out following stringent procedures.
If the procedure went wrong, no amount of explanation would clear up any future disputes between the doctor and the patient.
Lysander nodded. “Okay, thank you for the reminder I understand.”
However, from the moment she left the operating room up until now, there had been no sight of Harry here.
She asked Daphne, “Where is he?”
When this topic came up, Daphne couldn’t help but chuckle for a while. “Speaking of Harry, he really is excessively devoted to his business. His wife was lying in the operating room, and it wasn’t even certain if the child could be saved, yet what he cared about the most was still his own work.”
Lysander was confused. “What do you mean?”
Daphne gestured toward Josiah and commented, “Well, that’s a question for Mr. Guerra. His woma out there, heavily pregnant, and he isn’t accompanying her. Instead, he’s letting Harry take care of He’s certainly got some nerve.”
Lysander understood. “So… Harry is taking care of Lysanne outside?”
“No, that’s not it,” Josiah hastily clarified. “He and Lysanne were acquaintances already. They met back in Stounia. It’s just two friends catching up on old times.”
Daphne wore a speechless expression. “Well, you might want to ask her if the child she’s carrying in her belly is actually Harry’s.”
Josiah knew that
ph was teasing him, but he felt guilty. So, he didn’t get angry.
Instead, Josiah said, “Harry had returned to his homeland several years ago.”
What he implied was Harry’s relationship with Lysanne wasn’t what people assumed. At least, Harry had no connection to the child she was carrying.
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Chapter 113 That Is Not My Home
someone else’s wife. And another one is even more ridiculous, neglecting his wife and child to accompany a so-called ‘old friend.”
Daphne emphasized the words “old friend”, making it clear to everyone present that she was implying something more.
Lysander spoke softly. “Everyone has their own set of beliefs and values. It’s perfectly normal that they don’t always align. Let’s go.”
“Wait, Lysander-”
Josiah quickly took a few steps to catch up with her, handing her an item.
It was a small, square-shaped box, about the size of a palm.
With a somber expression, Lysander said, “You bought the wedding ring. I don’t want anyone to accuse me of being after your money anymore. Take it back
“It’s not a wedding ring,” said Josiah, “My mother asked me to give it to you.”
Lysander asked with a mix of skepticism and curiosity. “What is it?”
“You’ll know once you open it and see for yourself.”
Lysander accepted the box. It was very light, almost weightless in her hand.
Upon opening it, indeed, there was a piece of jewelry inside.
However, it wasn’t a wedding ring but rather an amulet.
Josiah said, “My mother mentioned that you were the reason she was saved this time. She felt guilty because you refused any form of repayment. This is an amulet she got from the church. She hope could… protect you.”
Seeing Lysander’s unsuspecting expression, Josiah added, “It’s made of silver, not much in weight, hardly worth anything. It’s just a token of affection from my mom.”
With that, Lysander had no choice but to accept it.
“Help me thank Madam Susan for me.”
“Okay.”
“Is there anything else? If not, I’ll be on my way.”
“Lysander!” Josiah said urgently, “Mom mentioned that if you have some spare time, you could come home for a visit and chat with her.”
Without turning her head, Lysander stated, “That’s not my home.”
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