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 a

allowing her to pull away,

commanding, allowing no room for

not daring

brushed against her nose, carrying

was just like

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

the shard of glass and swiftly yanked

glass shard was

gasped in pain, her breath quickening. Although she didn’t scream, Lysander noticed the change in

knew she was in

her hand, grabbed his phone and made a

two minutes, Alaric entered the room with the first aid

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

chaos

was such a

called him so casually

nothing had happened, what had they been doing in the

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

Alaric a

icy stare, Alaric

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