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?

untied the rope on her hands,

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

the hotel. And found that things were

breadth away from irreparable

and thinking about what just happened, Thalassa was filled with fear and dread,

asked him to stop, but he didn’t, and drove straight to this parking lot,

point, Thalassa couldn’t go on, tears flooded, her throat was hoarse, and her heart was filled with fear. Such fear, she felt suffocated just recounting

dark as he dialed a number, ‘There’s a kidnapper here. Come take him away, I’ll talk to your chief, and charge him with the

came and took John

Lysander drove Thalassa home.

his suit. The suit carried a faint scent of

reddened eyes, saying nothing, while Lysander focused on

arrived

the stairs. Thalassa got out of

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