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Chapter 432 The Air Is Filled With Tension
Josiah? What’s he doing here?
Lysander took another look at the kindly–lookingdy standing in front of her. Her face was unfamiliar,
yet her efficient and quick movements reminded Lysander somewhat of Eleanor.
Is she a housekeeper? Then who’s the new neighbort
“Aiden, do we have any aspirin at home?” another voice called out, sounding strained.
“You just moved in, how could everything be perfectly in ce? Just wait a bit, Josiah, I’ll call for an
errand runner for you.”
“Hurry up, my head is killing me.” The weariness in Josiah’s voice was more pronounced than it had
been at the billiard lounge, impossible to overlook.
In her moment of hesitation. Aiden emerged from the neighboring doorway, ncing around before his
eyes fell on the unfolding scene. “Martha, what’s taking you so long- he began, but his words trailed off
as he caught sight of his surroundings, inhaling sharply. “Adrian? What are you doing here? You…
Were you with Lysanderst night?”
Martha chuckled lightly, adding to the confusion, “So, you two know each other?”
Aiden, looking flustered, asked in a whisper filled with urgency, “Adrian, weren’t you in Stounia?”
Adrian replied calmly, “I just got backst night.”
“You came straight here after returning? Did you also spend the night at Lysander’s ce?”
Martha interjected with augh, “They’re a married couple, after all. There’s nothing unusual about
them sleeping together.”
Aiden appeared visibly agitated, stamping his foot as he eximed, “Martha, please, no more talking!
Isn’t it chaotic enough already? You should hurry back to the kitchen, go on, quickly now.”
Aiden seemed close to tears at the misunderstanding. They’re not the ones who are married!
Lysander, feeling her face pale, hastily pushed away Adrian’s arm and steadied herself against the
door frame, slipping her shoes on with trembling hands.
Adrian slowly withdrew his arm, maintaining hisposure as he addressed Aiden, “You go ahead, I
need to have a word with him.”
Lysander murmured an acknowledgment.
Only after Lysander had turned to leave did Adrian address the lingering questions, “What brings you
here? Was the mansion that Mom and Dad bought for you notfortable? Why would you choose to
live in such a small apartment?”
He posed the question to Aiden, who wore a look of disbelief before gathering hisposure.
“Previously, Josiah had a project nearby. Madam Susan had trouble sleeping, and he didn’t want his
late returns to disturb her. So, he asked me to find a suitable house for him. I ended up renting this
ce. Yesterday, he drank too much, so I brought him here to rest.”
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His voice softened as he spoke, his eyes flickering back and forth between Adrian and Lysander as if
seeking confirmation of their rtionship.
If Josiah learns that Adrian is with Lysander, what would be the fallout?
In the midst of Aiden’s worries, Josiah slowly stepped out from the next room, dressed in casual home
clothes, his face more haggard and pale than usual, betraying his exhaustion. He furrowed his brows
as he inquired, “Aiden, who are you talking to?”
“No one! Josiah, there really is no one,” Aiden hastily tried to deflect, but it was toote.
Josiah looked toward Adrian, who had shown up at Lysander’s doorstep early in the morning. His
expression, already sour, darkened further, bing more intense as he took in the scene.
Adrian faced Josiah with an even–tempered gaze, casually remarking, “Mr. Guerra, have you recently
moved into the house next door? That’s quite the coincidence.
Josiah barely acknowledged thement, his piercing stare carrying an unmistakable sharpness,
entuated by the bloodshot look in his eyes that hinted at his fatigue or perhaps irritation.
Lysander, meanwhile, approached carrying a bottle of medicine, which she handed over to him.
Josiah arched an eyebrow inquisitively. “What is this?”
“Aspirin. Just take one tablet at a time,” she instructed calmly.
Josiah gave her a long look, his expression unreadable, and chose not to respond.
Aiden, eager to ease the tension, gratefully took the medicine, thanking her, “Thanks, Lysander.”
Lysander, detecting a strong scent of alcohol still lingering on Josiah, furrowed her brows with concern,
“You were at the billiard lounge quitetest night. Why did you go out drinking so much? And so
The smell was potent, indicating that he had either been drinking heavily or had only recently stopped.
Josiah met her gaze squarely but then turned cold as she spoke. His reply was curt, “I have my work
schedule to maintain. Some matters involvepany secrets, and it’s not appropriate to discuss them
with outsiders.”
Lysander, taken aback by his harsh tone, was the first to look away, feeling an awkward tension in the
air.
Adrian stepped slightly forward, positioning himself between Lysander and Josiah, trying to diffuse the
situation. “Let’s set aside work discussions for now. It appears it will be a while before the housekeeper
finishes preparing breakfast. Why don’t you join us for a meal? I’ve prepared quite a bit; it would be a
shame to waste it.
The air was filled with tensión.
Aiden felt a cold shiver down his spine, hurriedly interjecting, “No, no, Martha is just about to finish.”
Josiah, shouldn’t we head back??
Josiah’s lips twisted into a sardonic half–smile, his eyes studying Adrian intently for a moment before
he surprisingly conceded, “I’ll take you up on that invitation.”
“He stepped confidently into Lysander’s house with waiting for her to invite him in.
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Stummed by his forwardness, Alden couldn’t help but ponder, What on earth is going on?
Adrian, still trying to maintain hospitality, offered, “Would you like to join us as well, Alden? There’s
plenty
of food.”
“You know what? Something urgent just came up, so I have to leave first!” Without another word, Aiden
turned and hurried away, eager to escape the escting tension.
Caught between his biological brother and the man who was like an elder brother to him, both vying for
the same woman’s attention, Aiden knew he had to navigate the situation carefully to avoid any conflict.
Inside, Josiah unceremoniously took the seat Lysander had previously used, grabbing a toasted,
aromatic sandwich and beginning to eat with evident relish.
Observing his casual demeanor, Lysander was unsure of his intentions.
“Why are you standing there?” Adrian gestured toward a chair opposite Josiah, encouraging her,
“Didn’t you have something to discuss with Mr. Guerra? This opportunity is perfect. Why not take the
moment to talk?”
With a gentle nudge, Adrian guided Lysander to sit down across from Josiah. The room fell into an
uneasy silence, broken only by asional nces Josiah threw her way,
Josiah, appearing genuinely famished, quickly polished off his sandwich. He then casually wiped his
hands with a napkin, his casual demeanor in stark contrast to the tense atmosphere.
Adrian, standing protectively near Lysander, addressed Josiah, who was looking on indifferently. “Mr.
Guerra,” he started calmly, “I need to rify something. I didn’t stay here overnight. I only arrived this
morning. The reason I brought supplies is that the puppy requires more than just dog food. After
preparing some food for the dog, I also cooked breakfast for everyone here.”
White Coat, at his feet, continued to circle around him, rubbing against his legs in a disy of
familiarity. Nearby, a food bowl still contained some uneaten chicken and carrot meatballs,
ncing sideways at the yful puppy, Josiah remained stoic, his voice devoid of warmth as he
commented, “You’re truly a virtuous and capable man, Dr. Sutton, perfectly suited for a career–oriented
woman.”
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