His Beloved Ex-Wife (Gwendolyn Reeves ) Online Novel
Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Let Me Teach You How To Play Pool

Lysander hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Hot water is fine. No need for green tea,

“Alright, please wait a moment. Pool players are usually brute, so they have cold water. But for hot water, it might need to be boiled on the spot. Give me a few minutes.”

‘Sorry for the trouble.”

Zane found himself a task and went toward the bar.

Lysander watched Daphne and Yvonne for a while, the tension between them was palpable, like a raging fire.

Daphne, in particular, didn’t hold back. She sank four to five balls in a single turn, causing Yvonne to stamp her foot in frustration..

Lysander laughed lightly at the sight.

“What are you laughing at?”

Lysander snapped back to reality. “Have you finished your phone call?”

Adrian nodded slightly. “Lynn just called and said that Harry and his mother went to look for Priscilla again. She’s a bit worried… But don’t you worry, Dr. Ziegler is there. He had security clear them out. They didn’t even get to see Priscilla, let alone enter the doors of the obstetrics and gynecology department.”

Lysander was slightly relieved. “I was afraid that Dr. Ziegler would not be able to accept seeing Priscilla become so haggard. Now, it seems I should have told him earlier.”

“Actually, the timing was just right. You and Daph have already paved the way for the divorce. All Priscilla has to do is follow the process, and it’s only a matter of time before she escapes from he misery. Without what you guys have done, Priscilla would still be entangled by Harry and Helen, unable to free herself. Dr. Ziegler wouldn’t be able to be as tough as he is now.”

“That’s true. There’s no need to worry about anything now. We also have a way to reclaim her assets.

“Dr. Ziegler, as a father, would have agreed to any conditions proposed by Harry and his mother just to get

a divorce after seeing Priscilla in that state.” Adrian said, “If I have a daughter in the future, she must never marry a jerk. It doesn’t matter whether she is good at studying or not

Lysander chuckled lightly. “You’re thinking quite far ahead, aren’t you? You’re not even married yet, but you’re already thinking about a daughter? By the way, how is Ms. Sarah? I haven’t heard you her recently. Being a star, she must be quite busy, right?”

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Adrian, with his arms folded, leaned against the wall shoulder to shoulder with her. He casually remarked, “Mmm-hmm, she’s quite busy indeed.”

“Then, isn’t that akin to a long-distance relationship?”

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criticize anyone else.”

Lysander laughed a little, but didn’t say another word

She could tell that Adrian didn’t really like her mentioning his girlfriend. Being someone tactful, she immediately dropped the topic.

“Since we have nothing better to do, let me teach you how to play pool.”

Lysander said, “I really have no foundation at all, and I’m not lying to you when I say that I’m bad at sports since I was a child. Even in college, I only passed the eight-hundred-meter fitness test because the teacher went easy on me. Otherwise, I would have failed.”

Adrian straightened his body, picked up two pool cues from the side of the wall, held one in his hand, and handed the other to her. “Playing pool isn’t strenuous, as it mainly relies on the brain. Also, practice makes perfect. Let’s give it a try first.”

Lysander could only take the cue stick and followed Adrian to the edge of the pool table.

On the table, the billiard balls had been neatly arranged into a triangle.

Adrian bent over, making a beautiful break shot. The triangle of balls exploded instantly, scattering all over the pool table.

“You are a beginner, so you don’t need to learn all these rules just yet. Let’s start by practicing hitting the ball.”

“Okay.”

Adrian placed the white ball in front of her. “Hit the white ball, aiming to strike the brown one. The goal is to pocket the brown ball. Give it a try.”

Lysander adjusted her angle, chose a relatively good position, and bent down.

“Your fingers need to be slightly bent, acting as a fulcrum for the cue stick. Aim at the center of the white ball… No, your hand position is incorrect.”

Adrian put his cue stick against the wall and walked over. He gently adjusted the shape of her fingers. “Like this. Yes. Rest the stick on top.”

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