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

held her hand, not allowing her to pull away, “Stay

allowing no room for

not daring to

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

was just like five years

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Lysander gripped the shard of glass and swiftly yanked it

glass shard was

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

she was

and made a quick call,

Alaric entered the room with the first aid

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

initially thought that the chaos had resulted in

it was such

him so casually

in the room for the past three to

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

shot Alaric a

Alaric immediately stopped

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