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

she were lying naked in front of him,

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

not a

that day to see what the woman he had been involved with looked like, to tell Celia and Thalassa apart,

saved him with her body He hadnt thanked her in

if she were no longer alive, he should visit

car, David hurriedly followed, accompanying him down the

green field, vast and open,

fresh, and the scenery was green and pleasing to the

was

villagers rushed over after hearing the news,

a relatively poor village, most of the villagers hadn’t been to the

best car they’d seen was Isabella’s

a shining Rolls-Royce, they all came to gawk

car is so fancy, look at it

on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth millions

this wealthy young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and looked

in awe and

really limited her imagination. She had no idea what a car worth millions looked like, even in

could be my son-in-law.” The lady looked at Lysander heading down the path, her hands clenched and her face

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