Chapter 130

Thalassa was like a wounded kitten. Her face was buried in his chest, tears streaming down ceaselessly. Her tears soaked Lysander’s shirt, hot, like boiling water, scorching his heart.

Lysander’s hand clenched her arm tightly, and finally, he embraced her, letting her cry her heart out.

Time trickled away.

After crying for a while, Thalassa’s emotions gradually calmed down, and her strength gradually recovered. Realizing she was in Lysander’s arms, she immediately straightened up and left his embrace. Her eyes were red as she said, “Sorry, I got your shirt wet, I’lI wash it for you.”

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

Lysander’s heart ached. Despite everything, she was still worried about dirtying his shirt. How low did she think of herself?

on her hands, and asked, “What

affairs. But he thought of

filled with unease

that things were not as he thought Thalassa did not come willingly.

a hair’s breadth away

about what just happened, Thalassa was filled with fear and dread, tears involuntarily streaming

I didn’t expect the driver to be John. I realized something was wrong on the way, and asked him to stop, but he didn’t, and drove straight to this parking lot, tied me up,

throat was hoarse, and her heart was filled with fear. Such fear, she

number, ‘There’s a kidnapper here. Come take

police came and took John

Lysander drove Thalassa home.

suit carried a faint scent of sandalwood and

while Lysander focused

they arrived at

her off at the stairs. Thalassa got out of the car, turned around, and said,

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