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 front

then bent down in front of him,

was not a good

grave that day to see what the woman he had been involved with

that woman had saved him with her body He hadnt thanked her in person,

she were no longer

car, David hurriedly followed, accompanying him down

and open, with occasional birds

was fresh, and the scenery was green and pleasing

however, was a

the villagers rushed over after hearing the

was a relatively poor village, most of the villagers

car they’d seen was Isabella’s

seeing a shining Rolls-Royce, they all came

car is so fancy,

a Rolls-Royce, worth millions a pop.” A slightly younger villager

young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?”

was in

a car

looking. If only he could be my son-in-law.” The lady looked at Lysander heading down the path, her hands clenched

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