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.

instinctively recoiled, “Mr. Sinclair, it’s just a minor cut.

not allowing her to pull

allowing no room

not

closer, and his cool breath brushed against her nose,

like five years

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

his sharp vision, Lysander gripped the shard

glass shard was

Although she didn’t scream, Lysander

knew she

and made a quick call, “Bring the

entered the room with the

expected to walk into a chaotic scene, but instead, he found Lysander and Thalassa sitting on the couch, looking neat and composed, as if nothing intense had

initially thought that the chaos had resulted in Thalassa

was such a peaceful

him so

had happened, what had they been doing in the room for the

on the coffee table. Seeing Thalassa’s bleeding finger, he joked, “How did you get hurt? Lysander

Alaric a

icy stare, Alaric

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