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?

rope on her hands, and asked,

John. It was a private matter of an employee, and he should have ignored it because he was not one to meddle in other people’s affairs. But he thought of the fragrance on Thalassa, and how her skin felt so similar to

with unease and

halfway and headed for the hotel. And found that

breadth away

happened, Thalassa was filled with fear and dread, tears

the driver to be John. I realized something was wrong on the way, and asked him to stop, but he didn’t, and drove

her throat was hoarse, and her heart was filled with

dialed a number, ‘There’s a kidnapper here. Come take him away, I’ll talk to your

police came and

Lysander drove Thalassa home.

suit. The suit carried a faint scent of sandalwood and his body

focused on driving. The atmosphere in the

long, they arrived at where

at the stairs. Thalassa got out of the car,

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