Chapter 63

The villagers pointed to a narrow country path ahead.

Following that path would lead to the village cemetery.

The path was so narrow that a car couldn’t make it through.

David turned back and asked Lysander with a questioning gaze, “Mr. Sinclair, the road’s too narrow and all muddy. It might be tricky to get the car through:

Without much thought, Lysander got out of the car.

The feel and scent of Thalassa the night before were so similar to those of that woman five years ago.

He deliberately slid his hand under her clothes, her skin smooth as satin, the soft touch stirring him up and reminding him of that night with that woman,

His blood was boiling, and his throat was tingling.

He kept Thalassa by his side to strengthen his willpower and resist being drawn to her

lying naked in

touched his hand and then bent down in front of him, her chest view almost

not a

had been involved with looked like, to tell Celia and Thalassa apart, and to cool

body He hadnt thanked her in

longer alive, he should visit

car, David hurriedly followed,

green field, vast and open,

and the scenery was green and pleasing

was a bit

this point, the villagers rushed over after hearing the news, gawking

most of the villagers

best car they’d seen was Isabella’s

seeing a shining Rolls-Royce, they

this car is so

a Rolls-Royce, worth millions a pop.” A

our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and looked down on Thalassa was so shocked that her

in

her imagination. She had no idea what a car

he could be my

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