After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 188

"What's so funny?" Lysander asked.

"Darling," Elara said with a grin, "I feel like your thoughts are getting more and more upright these days. If I don't work on improving myself, I won't be able to keep up with you." "You really do need to work on that," Lysander replied matter-of-factly.

Elara huffed. "You're so annoying. You spend all day teaching other people at work, and then you come home and start lecturing me. I don't even want to talk to you anymore." She leaned against him, noticing how he had become so serious and straight-laced in his speech lately.

Probably because of his job, she thought. He wasn't nearly as fun or cute as he used to be.

When they got home, Elara fell asleep leaning against Lysander.

After parking the car, he carefully carried her inside and placed her on the couch. Just as he was settling her down, his phone

rang.

The sound of his voice stirred Elara awake. She blinked her eyes open, hearing him talking on the phone as he sat beside her, careful not to disturb her.

Elara reached out and held his hand. He glanced at her and gently clasped her hand in his as he continued his call.

When he finally hung up, he turned his attention to her. Noticing that she was intently playing with his fingers, he asked, "Are my fingers that fun to play with?" "You've got

calluses now," Elara said, tracing them with her thumb. "They used to be so smooth and nice to touch."

Although his hands were still beautiful, the roughness made her heart ache. She knew he never mentioned how hard thi were, but it must have been exhausting. Lysander glanced at his hand and shrugged. "You get used to it. It's nothing."

"Who was that on the phone just now?" Elara asked.

Standing up, Lysander removed his jacket, revealing his lean, toned waist beneath his shirt.

"It was about Jack," Lysander replied, meeting her gaze. "They got a little heavy-handed while taking him down. He wasn't lucky this time. He ended up with a broken bone. They just wanted to let me know." Hearing Jack's name, Elara thought back to how helpless he had seemed when confronted by them and the beating that followed. Yet Lysander's calm, matter-of-fact tone made it all seem perfectly reasonable. She studied him for a moment, then chuckled. "Why do I feel like you're getting more scheming these days?"

Instead of replying, Lysander called out, "Hey, Ursa."

Ursa quickly appeared. "What can I do for you, Mr. Hawthorne?"

"Is dinner ready? Elara must be hungry," Lysander said.

five more minutes,"

and said to Elara, "Alright, get up and

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lose weight. I've put on some pounds lately," Elara said, leaning lazily

an eyebrow, eyeing her delicate, slender figure. You're sure about

Elara teased, grabbing his hand and placing it on

"If you're not eating dinner, how

He watched her retreating figure

demeanor distant. But sometimes, that seriousness would creep into his interactions with Elara too. Seeing her flustered

cooking was excellent, and Elara's mood noticeably improved as she

"I thought surprise!"

stuck at home alone for the next couple of days she said to Lysander. "But here you

happy I came back?" Lysander asked, raising an

happy! I've been wishing you'd come

as he looked at her. "Then how about I come back, and

you," Elara said with a smirk.

and even her father's side of things, supporting Lysander

slightly. Even though he didn't need her to support him, hearing such sweet

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the door when he saw Melody sitting on the couch."You're finally back," she said, standing up, her expression filled with urgency.

Melody pressed. "Why didn't you pick

was busy," Sully replied

in trouble," Melody said anxiously.

this, Sully didn't seem rattled. He sat down and looked at Melody. "I warned you before to keep him in check. You didn't care at all. Wasn't this bound to happen sooner or later?" "I don't care," Melody said stubbornly. "He's my only son, and you need to step in.

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let him go," Sully-replied indifferently. "It's not like he's a good person

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"How can you say something like that? He's your own nephew! If it weren't for me raising you, would you even have the life you have now?" Sully

a kid. The so-called kid was nearly thirty and still running wild. Sully couldn't understand what went on in Melody's head. Jack might be his nephew, but Sully found his actions intolerable. When Sully didn't respond, Melody added, "Don't you want to know who got him arrested? It was Wyatt's son." Hearing Wyatt's name, a chill flashed through Sully's