The Charming Ex-Wife (Lysander and Josiah) novel Chapter 740

“I heard that there are quite a few events arranged at the business district today. At midnight, they'll even release balloons. And if you're lucky, you might win a prize. Do you want to go check it out?”

Josiah was over thirty and hadn't participated in activities for the younger crowd for many years.

Lysander gave a rueful smile instinctively. “Gambling on luck? Maybe I was born without the luck of gambling. I've never won anything.”

Josiah said, “Let's not go then. We'll check out something else.”

As they were speaking, Aurora suddenly let out a cry.

Lysander leaned over slightly to look at Aurora. Aurora stared straight at the crowded place ahead, clearly wanting to go there.

Josiah also chuckled. “Why not let Aurora decide? Isn't there a saying about beginners' luck? Maybe Aurora will be lucky.”

“Let's go check it out then, but if it's too crowded, we'll need to leave promptly,” Lysander suggested, her gaze fixed on Aurora in the stroller. “Aurora is still young, I'm worried that a large crowd might frighten her,” she added.

Caring for a child was no easy task. It had been a while since Lysander and Josiah had experienced the luxury of sleeping in. However, perhaps it was because the more they gave, the deeper their feelings grew. Whenever they thought about saying goodbye to Aurora when Nieva returned, they couldn't help but feel a constant pang of sorrow.

Josiah gazed tenderly at her and Aurora, and out of the blue, he brought up a past topic. “Once Nieva is done with her tasks and returns, I want to discuss with her if it's possible for me to become Aurora's godfather.”

The last time he made the suggestion, it was swiftly rejected by Lysander.

However, the situation this time was indeed a bit different.

Lysander had spent so much time with Aurora that she could no longer convince herself to be decisive and not invest too much emotion. Her voice was full of reluctance as she sighed.

“Before, what I feared most was parting ways, especially after forming an emotional bond. I never thought I would fall into this situation again. If you are considering taking Aurora as your goddaughter, please take me along too. I think Ms. Lionhart won't outright refuse us.”

In the stroller, Aurora let out an “oh” sound, as if understanding.

Josiah tentatively asked, “So, will you... be her godmother?”

Lysander understood what he meant.

Instead of responding directly, she just chuckled and said, “At my age, it won't really be fitting to be her godsister, will it?”

Josiah was somewhat amused. “That's true.”

“What?”

“No, what I mean is, of course, you can be her godsister. It suits you quite well. But if that's the case... won't our generations be mismatched? Are you going to follow Aurora and address me as...?”

Lysander's face flushed and she spat at him, saying, “Did Aiden show you those films again?”

Josiah couldn't help but chuckle. “It seems you really have a poor impression of Aiden.”

Just then, a young man holding a camera approached them and initiated a conversation. “May I take a photo of you two? It will only be added to my personal photography portfolio and relevant newspaper columns. It will not be for commercial use.”

He spoke eloquently, seeming to be a professional photographer working for a newspaper.

Josiah did not let his guard down due to this. He stepped forward, positioning himself between Lysander and Aurora. Politely yet firmly, he declined, “I'm sorry, we are not public figures and would rather not appear in the newspapers.”

Nieva had entrusted her baby to them, all in an effort to keep Elio from finding out.

Josiah held Lysander with one hand and firmly gripped the stroller with the other. He led them to a spot directly facing the large clock in the square. As he watched the second hand in motion, he asked, “Do you know why I agreed to the photographer just now?”

“Because of family,” Lysander shared a deep, unspoken understanding with him at that moment.

They both longed for a family. Not the type of family they had in the past, where they simply adhered to societal norms and entered into marriage when they reached a certain age. Instead, they yearned for the kind of family that the photographer spoke of, where the mere sight of someone's silhouette could fill one's heart with happiness.

The gathering of young people in the surrounding area grew larger, with the majority being couples. Among them were young married pairs with their children.

Lysander and Josiah weren't the youngest couples there, but the child they brought was the youngest.

Aurora, full of curiosity, became anxious and almost sat up when her view was blocked by others. She babbled incomprehensibly.

Fearing that Aurora couldn't see and worried that the stroller might get jostled as more people arrived, Lysander decided to pick her up.

“Ten, nine, eight...”

The countdown had swiftly begun.

Someone lifted his girlfriend above the crowd just so she could get a good angle for her photo. The surrounding crowd erupted in cheers and laughter. Lysander also chuckled, teasing, “Young people these days are so cheesy.”

In the next moment, Josiah followed suit, also lifting her and Aurora with his arms.

Lysander let out a gasp, instinctively clutching Aurora in her arms tighter. She said something, but her words were drowned out by the chatter of the surrounding couples.

Josiah thought she was suddenly scared due to being lifted high. He reassured her with a smile, mouthing, “Trust me, I won't let you fall.”