His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 447 The Clothes He Left Behind Lysander hadn't intended to alarm Adrian, but now that he was here, she couldn't exactly send him away. With a hint of helplessness, she said, "I'm really okay, you should tell Daphne not to rush over here.” Adrian quickly pulled out his phone to send a message. "All right, I'll tell her." The policewoman and the policeman shared a glance. Once Adrian had finished his phone call, they turned to Lysander with a smile. “Ms. Thorne, the friend you just mentioned, it's him, isn't it?" Lysander hadn't expected to cause such a misunderstanding. She was in a bind, unsure whether to explain or to remain silent. She found herself torn, her brows furrowed in distress.

Adrian instinctively protected her, turning to the police officer and saying. "I am indeed her friend. Is there any paperwork that needs to be done? I'll handle it." The police officer couldn't help but chuckle, teasing, “Ms. Thorne, your friend seems quite concerned about you." The corner of Lysander's mouth twitched slightly. In order not to complicate things, she chose to remain silent.

Upon seeing the situation, the police officer becincreasingly certain that he was the one who caused the suspect to be admitted to the emergency room. Despite his refined appearance, which suggested he was not a man to act rashly, the officer adopted a serious expression and cautioned, “Sir, I understand your feelings, but your retaliation was excessively harsh. The hospital just reported that four of his ribs are broken, and he has lost almost all his teeth." After all, Adrian was a doctor. Upon hearing about the injury, it seemed as if he had already realized something. Josiah lived next door.

It was clear as day who had dealt such a heavy blow.

"Excuse me, is that person's life in danger?" "Don't worry, he's already in surgery at the hospital. He should pull through," the police officer said, suspecting the man was playing dumb. However, considering the victim's feelings, he didn't call him out on it. Instead, he added, "Remember not to be so impulsive next time. Excessive self-defense can also lead to criminal charges. If someone were to die, it wouldn't be something you could simply settle with compensation.

Gradually, Adrian started to understand. However, he didn't raise any objections. He simply acknowledged it, saying. "Thank you, I understand now." With a soft sigh, Lysander prepared herself to explain everything to him once they left this place.

All the involved people had already arrived, and the police had no intention of wasting any more ton a case that was essentially closed. They simply said, "If there's nothing else, please sign and go hto rest as soon as possible. If there are any new developments in the case, we'll be sure to contact you.

At last, Lysander managed to leave the police station.

mina as tha laf cha maliza sorinn ha 1/3 23:03 Mon, 3 Jun 3450 0 Chapter 447 The Clothes He Left Behind Lysander hadn't intended to alarm Adrian, but now that he was here, she couldn't exactly send him away. With a hint of helplessness, she said. "I'm really okay, you should tell Daphne not to rush over here." Adrian' quickly pulled out his phone to send a message. "All right, I'll tell her." The policewoman and the policeman shared a glance. Once Adrian had finished his phone call, they turned to Lysander with smile. "Ms. Thorne, the friend you just mentioned, it's him, isn't it?" Lysander hadn't expected to cause such a misunderstanding. She was in a bind, unsure whether to explain or to remain silent. She found herself torn, her brows furrowed in distress.

Adrian instinctively protected her, turning to the police officer and saying, "I am indeed her friend. Is there any paperwork that needs to be done? I'll handle it." The police officer couldn't help but 'chuckle, teasing, “Ms. Thorne, your friend seems quite concerned. about you." The corner of Lysander's mouth twitched slightly. In order not to complicate things, she chose to remain silent. Upon seeing the situation, the police officer becincreasingly certain that he was the one who caused the suspect to be admitted to the emergency room. Despite his refined appearance, which suggested he was not a man to act rashly, the officer adopted a serious expression and cautioned, “Sir, I understand your feelings, but your retaliation was excessively harsh. The hospital just reported that four of his ribs are broken, and he has lost almost all his teeth." After all, Adrian was a doctor. Upon hearing about the injury, it seemed as if he had already realized something. Josiah lived next door.

It was clear as day who had dealt such a heavy blow.

"Excuse me, is that person's life in danger?" "Don't worry, he's already in surgery at the hospital. He should pull through," the police officer said, suspecting the man was playing dumb. However, considering the victim's feelings, he didn't call him out on it. Instead, he added, "Remember not to be so impulsive next time. Excessive self-defense can also lead to criminal charges. If someone were to die, it wouldn't be something you could simply settle with compensation.” Gradually, Adrian started to understand. However, he didn't raise any objections. He simply acknowledged it, saying, "Thank you, I understand now." With a soft sigh, Lysander prepared herself to explain everything to him once they left this place.

All the involved people had already arrived, and the police had no intention of wasting any more ton a case that was essentially closed. They simply said, "If there's nothing else, please sign and go hto rest as soon as possible. If there are any new developments in the case, we'll be sure to contact you." At last, Lysander managed to leave the police station.

A W Chapter 447 The Clothes He Left Behind still couldn't help but express his worry. "Daphne gavea strict order this time. She said if I didn't personally ensure you got hsafely, she would infest my house with ten thousand cockroaches" It was a very "Daphne" threat.

The morning breeze was biting cold. Apart from her nightgown, Lysander only had Josiah's leftover coat on her body. It wasn't exactly a sight of elegance, but she had no choice but to make do with it.

Worried that she might change her mind, Adrian escorted her to the car. Not stopping there, he even opened the car door for her. Only after she had comfortably settled in the back seat, did he get into the driver's seat himself, ready to take her hto sooner had Adrian driven off with Lysander, than a golden Panamera pulled up not too far away.

Tiffany rolled down the car window, peering ahead with a tinge of regret in her voice. “Jose, it seems we're Lare. Lysa has already been picked up by her boyfriend." Josiah did not answer her.

So, what are we Tiffany began, turning her puzzled gaze toward the driver's seat. However, she was taken aback by the sudden icy stare from Josiah, cutting her off mid-sentence.

Josiah wore a blank expression. His gaze alone was chillingly intimidating Tiffany didn't dare to approach him. Instead, she cautiously asked. "Jose, what's wrong?" Josiah's hand, resting on the steering wheel, nearly deformed the leather cover due to his grip. However, his voice remained calm when he spoke, hiding any trace of oddity in his eyes. "Nothing" As soon as he finished speaking, he promptly turned the car around and left.

When Lysander arrived home, the police who had cto collect evidence had already left. The only person at the door was a property management office staff member, who was apologizing to her, "Ms. Thorne, we're truly sorry. If there's anything you need, we'll be sure to assist." Lysander gently shook her head, too weary to utter another word. "Thank you," she said, "I'll reach out if I need anything Adrian, with a heart full of concern, spoke up for her. "Thank you. She's had a long day and is a bit worn out. She'd like to rest for now." The staff member didn't dare to disturb Lysander further. After leaving a business card with contact information, they quickly took their leave.

"Be careful," he warned.

Adrian shielded Lysander as they entered the room, noticing the remnants of broken glass on the floor. He quickly stepped forward, kicking the shards aside as best he could. "You go rest, I'll take care of this," he said. "Leave it be. I'll clean up after I wake up! Adrian asked, "Do you need to return the clothes you're wearing?" The outfit was solnething losiah had left for her. Shelanned to return it to him after having it cleaned at 2/3 23-03 Mon, Chapter 447 The Clothes He Left Behind ☐:34% the dry cleaner's. However, she wasn't sure if he would still want it back, considering his mysophobia.

Seeing that Lysander remained silent, Adrian also didn't bring up the matter of the coat again. "Broken glass can be quite dangerous. It's best to clean it up as soon as possible. I'll be quick.”

Adrian was quick to fetch a broom from the bathroom. By the the returned, Lysander Had already ventured into the bedroom. With her back facing the door, she was carefully removing Josiah's overcoat. As soon as Adrian looked up, he noticed her torn nightgown. He froze for a moment, then quickly turned his back to her.

The atmosphere turned somewhat awkward.

Instinctively, Lysander raised her ΟΥΤ' hand to cover her front, immediately feeling waves of pain washing over her. It wasn't just hek wrist that was NO bruised from being dragged around by the man, but a large bruise had also formed on her chest, and she couldn't recall how she had gotten it. The injured area had darkened into a deep shade of purple. The bedroom was situated right across from the bathroom. She quickly shut the door and began rummaging through her wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit.

When she emerged again after closing the door, she had changed into a turtleneck sweater and long pants. From her wrist to her neck, everything was covered up completely.

Only then did Adrian dare to look at her again. He moved the bag of trash he had gathered to the door and said. "I've wrapped the broken glass in tissue paper and tape, it's ready to be thrown out." Lysander glanced at the now much cleaner floor and the items returned to their original place. "Thank you so much. Lethandle the rest. I can do it. Really." Gazing with a hint of bitterness, Adrian placed the broom back to where it belonged. "Okay." White Coat was terribly frightened last night as well.

Normally, upon seeing Adrian, he would wag its tail enthusiastically. However, today it had curled itself into a small ball, tucked away in the farthest corner of the cage, shivering in silence.

Lysander approached the cage and lifted the little creature out. It was genuinely frightened, still trembling in her arms.

Adrian sensed something was off and followed up with a question. "What's wrong with White Coat?" "It was trying to protectlast night, barking incessantly. It even got thrown out by the thief at one point. But it was too dark, so I couldn't really make out what exactly happened." Lysander gently ran her fingers over a small patch of bare-skin on White Coat, but something felt amiss when she touched its back leg.

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