His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 433

Chapter 433 The Dog Is Not So Bad

Adrian, showing no signs of distress, candidly acknowledged, “In the past, I wasn’t really skilled in the kitchen or much of a homemaker. However, I’m prepared to change if that’s what the woman I love needs. In a lasting relationship, sometimes one person has to be willing to compromise a little more than the

other.”

Josiah’s voice carried an ambiguous tone, making it difficult to discern whether he was being genuine or merely mocking. “From what I’ve heard, it sounds like you’re almost there in securing your title. I suppose congratulations might be in order.”

Adrian responded with a measured tone, “It seems there’s still quite a bit of distance to cover, but I’m dedicated to continuing my efforts.”

Lysander felt a quiver in her heart, her lips parting several times as if to speak, yet she found herself unable to voice a single word. Given that Adrian’s intentions were as transparent as glass, she realized there was no need to repeat the prepared speech she had thought to persuade him to

step back.

Adrian observed her reaction, his eyes shadowed by a touch of sadness. He slowly withdrew his hand, feigning indifference as he remarked, “As you can see, everything is quite clear between us. I’ve explained all that needed to be explained. I’ve said everything I had to say. I’ll leave you two to your conversation. I think I’ll go for a walk downstairs with White Coat.”

He pulled a newly purchased puppy leash from the shopping bag he had brought along. With a practiced. gesture, he secured the harness around the puppy and prepared to leave. As he walked out,

he didn’t forget to leave a parting word, “Continue with your discussion; call me if you need anything.”

Josiah chuckled lightly. “Don’t worry, Dr. Sutton, I’ve got a girlfriend.”

Adrian simply smiled at Lysander, saying, “I’m off.”

With a gentle click of the door shutting, Josiah and Lysander were left alone in the expansive room, facing each other across the silent space.

After Adrian’s departure, an extended silence enveloped the room. Josiah seemed to disregard her presenc

Finishing his sandwich, he then proceeded to serve himself a bowl of oatmeal, concentrating. solely on his meal, showing no inclination to engage in further dialogue.

Yet, he was now sitting precisely where she had been, even using the utensils she had just used.

“Josiah,” Lysander called out to him.

The man did not respond.

“This set of utensils…”

Josiah didn’t even bother to look up, dismissively saying, “After I use them, I’ll take them away and dispose of them. Doesn’t Dr. Sutton enjoy trips to the supermarket? It’s a fine opportunity to browse new dinnerware.”

“That’s not what I meant…

“Whatever, I can’t be bothered to decipher what you mean.”

Chapter 433 The Dog Is Not So Bad.

Lysander hesitated for a moment before deciding to remain silent. Knowing Josiah’s penchant for cleanliness, it seemed wiser not to press the issue.

She ventured a question. “I heard from Aiden earlier that you’ve rented a place here because you’re working on a nearby project. What project is it that I’ve never heard of?”

Josiah paused mid–sip, his reply automatic and noncommittal, “A new project.”

His vague answer was as good as saying nothing at all.

“Oh, I see.”

Josiah arched an eyebrow, his tone slightly confrontational, “You don’t have to speak if you’ve got nothing to say. You never used to care about my projects.”

“I just thought your move here was quite unexpected,” Lysander retorted.

“Do you think I did this for you?”

“I didn’t think of it that way.”

“You’ve seen Tiffany before.”

“I did.”

“Don’t overthink it. Aiden rented this place for me. I only came here for the first time last night. I was too drunk to notice the details then. I just found out myself that he rented the place right next door to yours.”

Lysander ignored his sarcastic undertone and inquired further, “How long are you planning to stay here? If you never go back, Madam Susan will be left alone at home.”

With a sneer, Josiah responded without looking up. “Eleanor will be with her.”

Lysander noted his reluctance to engage further. For the time being, she decided it was best not to push against his evident indifference. She picked up another clean bowl from the table and began to eat her meal slowly.

The breakfast Adrian had prepared was not only varied but also plentiful. Even after Josiah and she had eaten their fill, a considerable amount of food remained on the table.

Lysander quietly rose and began to tidy up.

Meanwhile, Josiah’s attention remained elsewhere, his gaze fixed on the floor of the room, occasionally drifting towards a corner near the kitchen where supermarket bags were piled up. Without raising his eyes, he commented, “Adrian really does seem to care about you.”

Lysander simply accepted his observation.

It appeared Adrian’s efforts of giving them space would be in vain. Given Josiah’s demeanor, some resolutions were evidently not going to be reached.

Moments later, Josiah pushed himself up from the dining table. His voice was raspy as he thanked her, “Thanks for the meal.”

Lysander politely responded, “You’re welcome.” Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

The alcohol scent had considerably faded from Josiah since he first entered. His complexion looked notably better as he slowly made his way out, leaving without another word.

Left alone in the house, Lysander contemplated Michelle and Daphne’s situation and pulled out her phone to check her messages.

It was still early; Michelle was likely still in bed, and there was no news from Daphane either.

Shortly after, the soft sound of a door closing echoed from next door.

It must have been Josiah who had left.

Lysander peeked through the peephole, catching sight of him heading straight for the elevator. It seemed. he was off to take care of some work.

Accompanied by a soft ding, the elevator doors slowly opened. Yet, Josiah didn’t immediately step inside.

Adrian, having returned from his walk, crossed paths with Josiah.

With Lysander not present, the potential for immediate tension was low. They found each other slightly. disagreeable, scarcely bothering to exchange more than a few words or even make gestures of politeness,

Having enjoyed its time downstairs, when White Coat saw Adrian halt suddenly, it promptly sat and wagged its tail eagerly.

Josiah stood impassively in front of the elevator, seemingly unaware of the man and his dog who stubbornly refused to move aside.

After a short standoff, Adrian tightened the leash in his hand, signaling to White Coat to step back with him. They cleared a path for Josiah, “You must have important matters to attend to. After you, Mr. Guerra.

Without a sideway glance, Josiah passed by him unceremoniously, leaving behind a brief comment, “The dog isn’t too bad.”