His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 477 I Only Want You Lysander recoiled in fright. "What are you doing!" From the gap between the blanket and the pillow, Josiah pulled out an item, approximately the size of a matchbox.

It seemed to be a small card.

Josiah frowned. "What is this?" Lysander had never seen this object before. "How would I know? "You're tellingyou didn't know this was under your own blanket?" "It could be that housekeeping didn't clean this room properly. It must be something left over from the previous guest." Josiah held the piece of paper in his hand, lifting it to examine it back and forth. The paper itself was nothing special. On it were four lines of handwritten words.

May the heavens guide you on a smooth path.

May fate allow you to meet kind-hearted people May the distant sunlight and the brilliant> lights illuminate every bit of your future.

The words were written in cursive, but it was evident at first glance that it was penned by a man.

Lysander furrowed her brow. "What exactly is it?" "Hold on a second." Josiah flipped the piece of paper over, placing it before her eyes. "Do you recognize this handwriting?" Lysander glanced at it, then turned her face away without uttering word.

"Judging by your reaction, it must have been Adrian who wrote it for you, right?" Lysander said, "I have no idea, nor do I understand how this item ended up on my bed." Josiah held the piece of paper between two fingers, waving it nonchalantly. "He probably slipped it into your clothes when you weren't aware. It must have fallen out when you were changing or taking off your clothes.

"Either way, I don't know anything." Lysander retorted. "Even if it was, it was just Dr. Sutton being kind. He knew I was going on a business trip and probably wrote this as a kind gesture of well wishes." "Well wishes?" "What else can it be? Which of these sentences carries any hint of romantic feelings?" Josiah expressed his doubts, "I get the feeling it's not that simple." 1/5 69%| Chapter 477 1 Only Want You "You're judging a noble person with a petty mind." Josiah picked up his phone, swiped to unlock, typed in, and began his search.

A moment later, he let out a cold laugh.

Lysander frowned, baffled at his response.

Josiah tapped on his phone.

A rock singer's baritone voice unexpectedly began to croon a melodious tune. It was a mix of slight anguish and a hint of lament, but above all, it was filled with melancholy.

"What song is this?" Before she could even finish speaking, the slightly weathered voice of Fabius Zagato began to sing slowly, "No matter how far away you are, even if you've changed, even if you've forgotten me, you will always be the girl I love." Lysander was lost for words.

"I knew it. There's no way that Adrian would simply be wishing you well." Lysander stretched out her hand from under the blanket. "Letsee." Josiah held the card up high, out of her reach, and promptly lit it on fire with a lighter.

Lysander was furious. "You..." The slip of paper wasn't large, and it was swiftly consumed by the flames.

Lysander said, "Don't just throw it away anywhere you please as there are a lot of flammable items in this room. Let's not create more trouble for the staff." Josiah studied her intently for a moment, then, with a flick of his fingers, he tightly clenched the small card along with the flames into his palm.

Lysander was slightly taken aback.

By the the opened his palm again, the flames had completely extinguished.

He lightly clapped his hands, revealing them to be covered in the ashes.

"What are you looking at?" He leaned forward, pulling a tissue from the box on the bedside table, and slowly wiped his hands.

"Wasn't it hot?" Josiah said irritably. "It's not like I haven't been burned by fire before." Lysander licked her lips and sighed. "How are the burns on your back doing now?" "Do you want to take a look?" Ingish hepan unbuttoning his chirt 2/5 69% Chapter 4771 Only Want Your Lysander quickly intervened, "No need! I don't want to see it." Josiah let out a chuckle, not continuing any further. Instead, he gently lowered himself, his forearms supporting him on either side of her body. He drew closer to her, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity as he said, "Lysander, let's start over." Lysander shook her head slowly yet firmly. "No." "I'm being serious, but you don't seem to believe me." "That's right." Josiah gave a bitter smile, “In that case, try to see it from a different perspective. You don't have to forgivenor even like me; just considera tool." Lysander frowned and said, "I don't understand." "Aren't you planning on taking over Thorne Constructions and Energies? If you're short on funds, consideryour personal ATM: if you're lacking connections, regardas your headhunter; if you're inexperienced, treatas your free one-on-one consultant. If you're upset, feel free to vent at me; if you're unwell, commandto take care of you. Oh, and don't forget about your dog. Whatever it needs, you can cto me. In any case, don't give Adrian another chance to get close to you." "Really? I can even cto you for dog-related matters? Then can I reach out to you if I want to breed a dog?" "All right, I'll head to the vet later..." Josiah only then realized something was off about her statement. His expression shifted subtly, and he pinched her nose in annoyance. "Getting brave, are we?" Just a moment ago, in her rush to grab the piece of paper, she had extended one of her arms. Now, it was conveniently positioned outside, ready to cto the rescue of her nose.

"I told you, my nose is stuffed up. Stop pinching it!" Josiah released his hold, opting instead to gently pinch her cheek. "People always say that a girl changes drastically when she turns eighteen. I didn't believe it before, but now, you're nothing like the little girl you used to be." Lysander frowned and pushed his hand away. "Can you stop being so handsy?" His gentle pinch left her petite face slightly flushed. In the dimly lit hotel room, every tshe furrowed her brows, her eyelashes cast an endearing shadow on her face.

His eyes gleamed even brighter, and before she could react, he planted a kiss on her lips.

Then I'll use my mouth." "You-" No sooner had she uttered a single word than his lips were descending upon hers again.

This time, Lysander reacted swiftly, quickly covering her mouth.

His kiss landed on the back of her hand.

3/5 69%1 Chapter 477 1 Only Want You However, he wasn't upset. Once he noticed, he began to gently and meticulously continue kissing the back of her hand.

Every nook and cranny, every inch of skin.

After a kiss was planted, he was reluctant to pull away. His moist lips lingered on her skin, finding a new spot to bestow another kiss, He went delicately from the back of her hand to her fingertips.

The places he had kissed were slightly cool, while those currently under his lips were burning hot. This cycle of hot and cold left her trembling subtly.

In the end, he gently nipped at her ring finger's knuckle, coaxing softly, "Aren't you going to let go?" Lysander had wanted to withdraw her hand long ago.

However, she couldn't bear the repercussions of pulling back.

Her hand covered her mouth, muffling her voice even more as she pleaded, "Josiah, can you please stop messing around? I'm inexperienced in this area, so I really can't compete with you." Josiah paused, then gently kissed her ring finger. "We weren't together long enough. There's not even a ring mark here." Lysander was speechless.

"Lysander, move your hand." "No." "Are you really not going to move?" She nodded.

# "Fine." He moved downward, starting to kiss the exposed part of her pristine white arm on that side. Crossing over the bend of the elbow, following along the upper arm, all the way up to the shoulder.

Lysander felt like a meticulously arranged plate of food, with Josiah savoring her slowly and deliberately, appreciating every inch.

Unsure if it was due to his weight coupled with that of the blanket pressing down on her, she quickly found herself drenched in a fine sheen of sweat.

By the tshe regained her senses, he had already reached her neck.

The scorching breath hit her most delicate spot, making her involuntarily flinch.

Josiah, whose face was nestled in the crook of her neck, picked up on her subtle reactions and chuckled lightly. "If you don't move your hand aside, I'll continue." "Josiah... Your fiancée is still waiting for you," Lysander said in a trembling voice.

"I don't have a romantic relationshin with her losis aid "I consider her as a younger sister.

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you "First, a best friend, then a younger sister, and even the close confidante you saved from distress. Josiah, you many choices. Can you spare me?" "But none of them is the one I want. I..." He opened his mouth, nipping at her earlobe. "Only want you." Send Gifts X