Chapter 182

Thalassa was just throwing a feeler out there, figuring Lysander was probably snoozed out and wouldn’t respond.

To her surprise, his deep voice echoed in the dark.

“Why are you asking?” He asked sleepily.

Getting a response, Thalassa turned to look at his figure, which was highlighted by the moonlight.

In the dark, her eyes sparkled like a lake reflecting the moon.

“Once I make some dough, I’ll pay you back.”

She’d been itching for a revamp of her old, damp house. It always gave Astrid aches and pains. She was afraid Astrid might get sick.

But with her limited means and four kids to feed, she just didn’t have the cash to build a new house.

Yet Lysander had quietly torn down her old house and built a swanky villa she wouldn’t even dare dream of!

about to accept charity; she’d definitely pay him

I need

not

that I’d make

Thalassa’s cousin, Celia. Celia was gone, but her mother, Astrid, was still around. The villa was

a form of compensation for that

knew that woman was not Celia, but Thalassa. The intent behind the villa hadn’t

flustered. She wanted to insist she wouldn’t accept charity, but Lysander cut

she decided to bite her

was compensation, then she’d just have to accept it. The

e here

back, it’d probably take her

he did owe

been for that night five years ago where she lost her innocence, got pregnant, and had a risky pregnancy, she’d have her college degree and a better

as much as hers. She’d raised them for four

it compensation for four years of child rearing

I’ll take it. No need to

response seemed to

her. She

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