Chapter 4
Lysander recalled the examination report in her wallet, her knuckles slightly pale as she clenched her
hands. “There’s no gift?” Josiah chuckled lightly. “Forget it then. I understand that you’re very busy, Dr.
Thorne. It’s already a great birthday gift for me that you could spare some time to have a meal with
me.” “Josiah, I’ve taken the next week off. Let’s go somewhere for a few days.” Josiah was somewhat
surprised. “Aren’t you busy with your report recently? Do you have time?” “I can make it work.” After a
moment of thought, Josiah nodded. “Alright, we didn’t have a honeymoon when we got married, so this
is a good opportunity to make up for it.”
“Okay.” Lysander asked, “Will it affect your work?” “I’m not leaving until next week. I’ll just get my work
organized ahead of time this week.” “That’s good to hear.” Josiah inquired, “What shift do you have
tomorrow?” “I swapped shifts with someone, so I have the day off tomorrow.” Josiah said, “We have a
high school ss reunion tomorrow. You shoulde with me.” Having been Josiah’s wife for three
years, Lysander had never met his ssmates and friends, mainly because she was busy with work
and didn’t see the need. But this time, since she had broken her promise for the birthday gift, she
agreed to go. “Okay.” … After working continuously for two days and one night, Lysander slept soundly
that night. When she woke up, there was no one beside her. Such situations were actually not
umon. She was a doctor, and whenever patients needed her, she had to stay at her post. Many
times, it was like this. Although she slept in the same bed as Josiah, they hardly spoke to each other.
After she washed up and went downstairs, she met Susan. Susan said, “You’re awake. Josiah is
already waiting for you at the door.” Lysander quickly greeted Susan and hurried out the door, where
she saw the familiar white Cayenne. She walked over and opened the passenger door to get in but was
startled by what she saw. The person inside was also startled by her. “Dr. Thorne?” “Ms. Lysanne.”
Lysanne seemed to have dressed up today on purpose. Although her pregnant belly was protruding
slightly, she was wearing a long red dress, her ck hair cascading down, and she had put on light
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However, something must have just happened, as her eyes were slightly red, and her voice sounded
nasal. “Um, I also have a ss reunion today, and Josiah happens to be giving me a ride.” It then
urred to Lysander that Josiah and Lysanne had been ssmates from elementary school to high
school. His ss reunion was also Lysanne’s. However, while giving a ride was fine, the passenger
seat in a car was usually assumed to be for thedy of the house. Lysander stood still and waited for a
while but didn’t see any indication from Lysanne to move to the back seat. She gently reminded, “Ms.
Lysanne, the back seat is more spacious, and you’ll be morefortable sitting there.” Lysanne
suddenly smiled brightly and tossed her hair. The Porsche Cayenne was an SUV with a high chassis.
Lysanne sat in the passenger seat, looking down at her almost condescendingly. “I get motion
sickness, so I can’t sit in the back.” For some reason, Lysanne seemed different todaypared to
yesterday. She seemed to be projecting some sort of hostility towards her. Lysander felt a slight ache in
her heart but still maintained a smile on her face. “What do you mean by that, Ms. Lysanne?” “Dr.
Thorne, why don’t you sit in the back for a while? Is that okay? Seeing that I’m pregnant and all…” “For
a while?” “Yeah,” Lysanne said casually. “I haven’t been back in the country for several years. This
time, I n to stay for a while. I don’t want to give birth to the baby abroad either. It’s better for the baby
to have citizenship here.” She was now six months pregnant. From full term to postpartum
confinement, it meant she would be staying at the Guerra Residence for almost half a year. “Are you
nning to have your postpartum confinement at the Guerra Residence, Ms. Lysanne?”
“My parents are at a sanatorium in the mountains, so I can only stay at the Guerra Residence for now.
But the old house is a bit far from the city center, which is inconvenient for prenatal checkups. I heard
that you and Josiah are living in the city center now, which is very close to the hospital. I’m thinking of
staying at your ce for prenatal care and postpartum confinement.” This time, she didn’t ask, “Is it
okay?” or “Can I?” Her tone was definite, as if the matter had already been decided, and she was just
informing Lysander. Lysander tilted her head and looked at Josiah in the driver’s seat. “Josiah, what do
you think?” Josiah, for some reason, looked a little remorseful. “Our ce is indeed closer to the
hospital.” “So, you have already discussed and agreed on this, right?” “Look, Lysander, Lysanne is
pregnant, and she is my best friend…” Best friend. If you had called her once in these three years or
mentioned her name once, I would have believed this “best friend” im. You keep saying she is your
best friend, but there has been no contact in three years. What is the reason behind this, that two “best
friends” could be out of touch for over three years? And why, when you could have openly admitted to
being friends, did you choose to hide it when you were in my office? Josiah urged, “Lysander, it’s time
to go. We should leave.” He was urging her, not Lysanne. He didn’t even suggest that Lysanne should
sit in the back seat. Lysander chuckled dryly, opened the back door, and got in. The ss reunion
venue was set at a sober bar called Mirage. During the day, there were not many people in the bar, and
the ce was spacious enough, perfect for a ss reunion. Perhaps because there was a pregnant
woman in the car, but Josiah drove very safely. Lysanne sat in the passenger seat, holding up a small
mirror to touch up her makeup. “How do I look, Josiah?” Josiah nced at her. “Looks good to me.”
Lysanne pouted, seeming a bit displeased. “Now that I’m pregnant, I can’t even put on a full face of
makeup. What’s the difference between me now and going makeup-free?” “You look good even without
makeup.” “It’s not the same. For a ss reunion, the key is to look stunning.” She put down the mirror
and asked Josiah casually, “Where did I put my phone?” Josiah looked resigned. He nimbly took out
her phone from his pocket and handed it to her. “You’re still the same as before, always forgetting your
phone. And you only start looking for it when you need it. Here you go.” Lysanne took it andughed.
“You know, it feels like we’re back to when we were in school. You always have my phone with you.”
Josiah began to reminisce, saying, “Yes, back in school, when those boys sent you love messages, I
was the one who replied for you.” “Haha, those guys were so annoying. By the way, I think I just heard
a notification. Can you help me check who texted me?” Without hesitation, Lysanne threw the phone
into hisp, not caring that Josiah was driving, and continued to do her makeup. Josiah seemed to be
used to this kind of thing, without a hint ofint, willingly being bossed around by her. He reached
into hisp with one hand, took out the phone, unlocked it, and asked, “What’s your phone’s
password?” “It’s the same as before, you know it.” Lysander looked over from the back seat and saw
Josiah tapping on the screen for a while, frowning as he did so. “Your password is like a Morse code.
Why does it have to be soplicated?” “So what if it’splicated? You remember it anyways.”
Lysanne sounded like a spoiled child. “Aren’t you done yet?” “Just a moment, I’m almost done…”
“Josiah!” Lysander suddenly looked up and saw the iing traffic, shouting, “Watch out in front!”