Chapter 112


    Chapter 112 Old Habits Die Hard


    Josiah had visited the hospital quite a few times before, so the hospital director was familiar with


    him.


    He chuckled affectionately. “You startled me with your suddenness.”


    Only then did Josiah realize that he had lost hisposure somewhat. With a hint of apology, he


    said, “Sorry. I was a bit distracted just now.”


    “No worries, no worries,” Fred said, “Rest assured. Your wife’s medical skills are quite impressive.


    However, I really must apologize for the inconvenience today. Lysander, you should have told me


    your husband wasing too, so I could have arranged for someone to receive him.”


    Lysander smiled lightly.


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    She scanned the surroundings, but there was no sign of Lysanne.


    It seemed as though Josiah noticed her gaze and took the initiative to say, “She didn’te


    Lysander nodded.


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    In social gatherings with acquaintances, the greatest fear was failing to exin oneself clearly.


    In the end, Josiah showed some semnce of a conscience, not parading Lysanne ostentatiously


    into the hospital.


    Lysander was well-liked and had a good rtionship with most of the medical staff in the hospital.


    They were all aware of Josiah’s existence. If Lysanne were to appear now, heavily pregnant and


    arm-in- arm with him, she truly wouldn’t know how to exin it.


    Fred said, “I’m going to check on Prisci.”


    Lysander nodded. “You can go straight to the patients ward. I had Lynn take her there to rest.”


    “Okay, okay. Great.”


    The rest of the family and friends also took turns to express their gratitude to Lysander before


    following Fred.


    Just moments ago, the area outside the operating room was bustling with activity Now, only familiar


    faces remained.


    Daphne approached her, giving her a yful wink. “Did you really keep the baby?” she asked. “You


    know what kind of person Harry is. You’re essentially pushing a good girl into a pit of fire!”


    With a sigh, Lysander started to remove her gloves as she spoke. “There was nothing I could do.


    She was adamant about keeping it. I had to respect the patient’s wishes.”


    Daphne was utterly in disagreement. “What on earth is going on? Even someone like Harry is able


    to have a good girl who is willing to bear his child. And this girl, she’s the director’s daughter?”


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    “His only daughter, right?”


    “Correct”


    “I knew it! Oh, Harry, Harry, all these years and his tactics haven’t changed one bit, huh? Using the


    same trick to conquer the world? He’s always stepping on women to climb higher. Just you wait and


    see. When he finds a better branch totch onto, my past will be this poor girl’s future.”


    Lysanderforted, “After all these years, he might have changed, right?”


    Daphne pursed her lips. “A leopard can’t change its spots. Do you really believe he’s changed?”


    Lysander recalled the scene at the wedding banquet earlier today. Despite Prisci’s physical


    condition, Harry insisted on dragging her along to mingle with Josiah. The memory sent a chill


    through her heart.


    This was just the start of their marriage, and he was already treating her like this.


    As time went on, the affection would gradually fade away. Or perhaps, as Daphne had suggested,


    he might move on to someone else. If so, the oue for Prisci would likely be even more tragic


    than Daphne’s because she had a child to consider.


    After all, this was someone else’s life. Prisci’s reluctance to part with her child was a natural


    maternal instinct. She had given her warning, and that was all she could do.


    “Dr. Thorne, you’ve worked hard.”


    Suddenly, a cup of coffee appeared before her. Adrian gave a soft chuckle, pushing the coffee


    forward. “It’s hot, full cream and half sugar.”


    Lysander licked her lips, hesitating before saying, “Uh… thank you, but there’s no need. I’m not


    thirsty.”


    Daphne gently nudged her. “Even if you’re not thirsty, take it and sip it slowly. Adrian went out of


    way to buy this. He’s been keeping it warm in his coat for you.”


    “No, I’m not thirsty. It would be a waste if it gets coldter. It’s better to give it to someone who while


    it’s still hot,” Lysander said with a smile, gently declining the offer. She gave Daphne a meaningful


    look. “Daphne,e with me to the office. I’ve forgotten to give you the gift I bought youst time.”


    “Lysander!”


    “Lysander…”


    Two male voices intertwined, one filled with urgency, the other deep and melodic.


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