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

were lying naked in front

and then bent down in front of

not a good

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

with her body He hadnt thanked her in

no longer alive,

Lysander get out of the car, David hurriedly followed, accompanying him down

and open, with occasional birds flying

the scenery was green and

journey, however, was a

point, the villagers rushed over after hearing the news, gawking at the luxury

the villagers hadn’t been to the big city and were quite

they’d seen

shining Rolls-Royce, they all

lord, this car is so fancy, look

on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth millions a pop.” A slightly younger

for a car, oh my, that’s rich! Who’s this wealthy young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously

in awe

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

he could be my son-in-law.” The lady looked at

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