Chapter 259

Thalassa was speechless.

Uh oh, this wasn’t quite right

What was he thinking?

What’s wrong? Were you having second thoughts?” Lysander’s voice was icy cold when he noticed her hesitation and reluctance to act Thalassa was startled by his frosty demeanor and she quickly responded, “No, no. My legs are just a bit sore and I can’t stand up right now.”

Saying so, she placed her hand on the ground. Intending to use her arm strength to push herself up

Unfortunately, her hand landed on the shattered remains of a wine glass. Her fingers were instantly cut and started to bleed.

‘Ouch! Thalassa cried out in pain, swiftly withdrawing her hand.

Seeing the blood welling up on her fingers, Lysander grabbed her wrist, hoisting her up from the ground and onto the couch beside him.

He held her bleeding hand, seeing the shards of glass lodged in her flesh. There was blood trickling down the translucent fragments. It looked like a stained glass panel of crimson.

Lysander frowned, reaching for her injured fingers.

Sinclair, it’s just

her hand, not allowing

commanding, allowing no room for

not

and his cool breath brushed against her nose, carrying a faint scent

like five years

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

gripped the shard of glass

shard

breath quickening. Although she didn’t scream, Lysander

knew she

hand, grabbed his phone and made a quick call, “Bring the first

than two minutes, Alaric entered the

walk into a chaotic scene, but instead, he found Lysander and Thalassa sitting on the

that the chaos had resulted

it was such a peaceful

called him so casually to bring the

had they been doing in the room for

coffee table. Seeing Thalassa’s bleeding finger,

Alaric a

stare, Alaric

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