The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 5 Call Me Mrs Guerra
Josiah immediately regained his composure and noticed a scooter bike approaching them in the wrong direction. He swiftly
turned the steering wheel to avoid it and hit the brakes, coming to a stop on the side of the road. The scooter bike narrowly
passed by them, narrowly avoiding a collision. Lysander’s face turned pale with fright. “It’s best not to be distracted while driving.”
“Right.” Josiah also felt a bit shaken, and he handed the phone back to Lysanne. “You figure it out yourself.” Without even
glancing at it, Lysanne refused, “No way, I need to touch up my makeup.” “But I have to drive...” “You’re not driving right now.”
Lysander sighed and proposed to Josiah, “How about this? Give me the phone, you tell me the password, and I’ll unlock it.”
“Okay.” Josiah handed her the phone. “The password is ryx2...” “What do you think you’re doing, Josiah?!” Lysanne suddenly
went ballistic, slammed the small mirror shut, and threw it aside, snatching her phone back from Lysander and angrily throwing it
into Josiah’s arms. “You can’t tell anyone my password!” Josiah felt embarrassed. And so did Lysander. But Lysanne didn’t feel
embarrassed at all, not even a hint of apology. She turned to the back seat and smiled at Lysander. “I’m sorry, Dr. Thorne.
Pregnant women are affected by hormones, and their emotions fluctuate a lot. You should understand, right?” “I suppose,
yeah...” Lysanne said, “In modern society, a cell phone is basically the key to a person’s privacy. The right to privacy is a citizen’s
legitimate interest. I am just legally protecting my own interests, and I don’t have anything against you.” Lysander found her
words amusing. “As expected from someone with a legal background.” “It’s just a professional habit,” Lysanne said. “Please don’t
get mad at me, Dr. Thorne.” “I won’t, but I’d prefer it if you called me Mrs. Guerra. We are not in the hospital now, and I am not
your attending physician. I only performed surgery on you out of emergency.” Lysanne politely declined, “Since you performed
surgery on me, you are my doctor. Doesn’t matter if you’re my attending physician or not. Besides, since we met yesterday, I
have always called you Dr. Thorne. It feels strange to suddenly change.” “It’s not strange at all. I am, after all, Mrs. Guerra.” “Yes,
that’s right.” Lysanne’s smile faded slightly, and she stiffened somewhat. “But calling you Mrs. Guerra makes you sound old. I
might think you’re in your forties or fifties. Calling you Dr. Thorne makes you seem younger.” Lysander looked at her steadily for
a moment. Lysanne flashed her a triumphant smile, then turned around and ordered, “Start the car, Josiah. We don’t want to be
late.” ... As a medical student, Lysander rarely had time to attend class reunions. Daphne had invited her a few times before, but
she had always politely turned her down due to work. As she got out of the car and prepared to enter the bar, Lysander’s phone
rang. Josiah stopped in his tracks. “Is it from the hospital?” Lysander glanced at the caller ID; it was indeed the hospital’s landline
number. “Mm-hmm, there must be an emergency with a pregnant woman. Otherwise, they wouldn’t call me on a holiday.” Josiah
said, “I’ll drive you there.” “No, I can go by myself...” “Josiah!” Lysanne called out to him from a distance, “Miles is calling us to
hurry up.” Josiah furrowed his brows slightly, caught in a dilemma. Lysander’s phone kept ringing. She walked away to answer
the call. “I’ll take this call first.” “Hello?” “Dr. Thorne, this is Lynn. The director just informed us that there’s an opportunity for an
overseas job next month. Do you want to go?” Lysander breathed a sigh of relief. “You called just to tell me about this? I thought
there was another emergency.” “Haha, there aren’t that many emergencies every day. Don’t worry, I can handle most situations.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” “So what’s your answer? Are you going or not? It’s such a rare opportunity! I’ve even printed out the
application forms for you. If you decide to go, I can fill them out and submit them for you right away.” “No,” Lysander said softly,
her hand gently resting on her abdomen. “I also prefer my child to be born in the country. I want them to have citizenship here.”
“Also? Is there someone in your family who recently had a baby as well, Dr. Thorne?” “Oh, it’s a friend of my husband.” “Alright
then.” Lynn sounded regretful. “It’s unfair that women often have to sacrifice job opportunities for the sake of family and children.
You’re already a respected figure in the OBGYN department at such a young age. If you were to spend a few years abroad and
return, you would surely achieve even greater success...” Lynn, despite being her assistant, was only two years younger than
her and still a graduate student. Perhaps due to her work in the OBGYN department, Lynn, accustomed to the complexities of
human relationships, had been feeling sentimental lately. She believed that pregnancy and childbirth had a significant impact on
a woman’s life, and she even leaned towards remaining unmarried. After consoling Lynn briefly, Lysander hung up the phone
and scanned her surroundings. Josiah and Lysanne were nowhere to be seen. They must have already entered. Entering
Mirage, Lysander was immediately enveloped by the lively and noisy atmosphere inside. The main hall of the bar was filled with
nearly a hundred people, all around Josiah’s age. However, she quickly spotted Josiah amidst the crowd. He stood tall, with a
refined and elegant demeanor, and his appearance was striking. Despite his refined demeanor, there was a rebellious air about
him, with sharp features that gave off a sense of fierceness and dominance. “Did Josiah really marry Lysanne?” “Of course, why
would I lie to you? Didn’t you see the interview on the finance news channel? He mentioned his wife’s name, Lysanne.” “You’re
kidding. They’ve been friends for so long. If they had feelings for each other, they would’ve gotten together ages ago. Why now?”
“Beats me. Maybe they just realized their feelings suddenly? But back in school, Lysanne always preferred the gentle and
wholesome type like Miles, not the arrogant and dominant type.” “Has Lysanne’s preferences changed then? I’ll have you know
that back in the day, Josiah was the epitome of arrogance. Nobody could hold a candle to him.” “It’s possible that Lysanne’s
preferences haven’t changed, but Josiah’s demeanor has. Look at him now, dressed in a posh suit and fancy glasses, so gentle
and polite! Who would have thought that the fierce and arrogant Josiah from high school would end up like this now?” Thud!
Lysander’s phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, startling the two gossiping individuals nearby. One of them, in a
blue suit, picked it up and handed it to her. “Are you okay?” Lysander took it, smiled gratefully, and replied, “I’m fine.” “Which
class are you from? I don’t recall seeing you before.” “I’m not your classmate, I’m...” “You’re not? I apologize, miss, but we’re
having a class reunion here today, and the bar is reserved for us. It’s not open to the public. If you’re looking to have fun, you’ll
have to go elsewhere.” “I’m not here for fun. I’m looking for someone.” “Who are you looking for?” “Josiah.” The man was taken
aback. “You’re looking for Josiah? Are you...”