The Charming Ex-Wife (Lysander and Josiah) novel Chapter 2

His Beloved Ex-Wife
Chapter 2 Too Keen of a Sixth Sense
Lynn was rather taken aback. "Dr. Thorne, I didn't expect you to know the patient's husband."

Lysander took a long, deep stare at the familiar face in front of her. There were hints of bewilderment, surprise, unease, but most of all—concern for the woman inside.

Although he seemed to be doing a good job restraining himself, he couldn't hide the look of distress and urgency on his face.

"Are you her..." Lysander glanced into the operating room, "husband?"

Lynn interjected, "Yes, that's him. He's the one who signed the surgery consent form."

Lysander felt a chill all over her body. Her face didn't look too good either. "I see."

Josiah gritted his teeth. "Lysander, I'll explain this to you later."

Lysander forced herself to calm down, maintaining her professionalism as a doctor. She then took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, the surgery was successful. Both the mother and child are safe. They will need to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation and IV fluids to maintain the pregnancy. If everything goes well, they can be discharged this weekend."

Josiah was visibly relieved. "That's great."

After a pause, he added, "Lysander, thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing. Regardless of whose wife she is, as a doctor, I will do my best to treat her."

Lysander returned to her office, drank a glass of cold water, and took a while to calm down.

After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the office door.

She heard his voice outside saying, "Lysander, it's me."

Lysander stood up and went to get the door.

Josiah looked better than before, but his eyes were still red, and the furrows between his eyebrows had not completely disappeared.

She just noticed now that there were bloodstains on Josiah's white shirt, the clothes were wrinkled, and there were large water stains on the cuffs.

There were two possibilities: either he got amniotic fluid on him when he carried that woman to the hospital, or it was from her tears just now in the ward.

She turned around and returned to her seat, asking lightly, "Have you visited her?"

Josiah nodded slowly. "Yes, she's asleep."

"She..."

Josiah said, "The child is not mine."

Lysander suddenly felt relieved, and she sat back in her seat as if all her strength had left her.

"She got into a car accident and was found in critical condition. I was the one who brought her to the hospital. Later, I received a notification that surgery was needed, but the surgery consent form could only be signed by a family member, so I..."

Lysander came to a realization. "I asked my assistant to get the family member's consent."

"I know now," Josiah said. "There were too many people, and it was not convenient for me to explain this to you at the door of the operating room. If others knew that I was not her husband, no one would be able to sign for her, so saving her life was the priority."

Lysander got the full gist of it, and she felt a little guilty. Silly me. How could Josiah, such a gentle and steadfast person, possibly have an affair?

He must have come across the car accident on his way to the company and couldn't bear to see the pregnant woman in distress, so he hurriedly brought her to the hospital.

"Is everything at your company okay? I'm here, so you don't need to worry about that pregnant woman."

Josiah opened his mouth, seemingly on the fence about something. "Lysander, I..."

Lysander asked, "What's wrong?"

In the end, Josiah shook his head. "The company is fine. Are you done with your work? I... I'll wait for you outside. We can go home together."

After she finished the surgery, the pregnant woman would have nurses taking care of her, so she had nothing else to do.

Changing out of her white coat, she took out the prenatal examination report from the drawer, folded it, and put it in her wallet before picking up her bag and leaving.

Lysander was already very familiar with Josiah's white Porsche Cayenne. She saw it at a glance and quickly walked over.

From a distance, she could smell a pungent tobacco scent.

In the dim light of the night, Josiah's tall figure leaned against the car window. A small, orange light dot could be seen flickering in the dark.

Lysander frowned and walked over, asking, "Why did you start smoking?"

Josiah was startled, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

Lysander then noticed that there were already about ten cigarette butts on the ground, all seemingly smoked by him.

He was acting a bit out of character today.

"What happened exactly?"