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,

then bent down in front of him, her chest view almost

was not a good

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

He hadnt thanked her in person, nor had he visited

were no longer alive,

the car, David hurriedly followed, accompanying him down the country

field, vast and open, with

the scenery was green and pleasing to

was

the villagers rushed over after hearing the

the villagers hadn’t been to the

best car they’d

Rolls-Royce, they

lord, this car is so fancy, look at

Rolls-Royce, worth

this wealthy young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and looked down on Thalassa was so shocked that her eyes were

was in

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

looking. If only he could be my son-in-law.” The lady looked

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