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
makeup. 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,Original from N?velDrama.Org.
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 of
comint, 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 so
complicated?” “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!”