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.

“Mr. Sinclair, it’s just a minor cut. No

firmly held her hand, not allowing her to

allowing

not

cool breath brushed against her nose, carrying a

was just like

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

gripped the shard of

glass shard was

quickening. Although she didn’t scream, Lysander noticed the change

knew she was in

go of her hand, grabbed his phone and

two minutes, Alaric entered the

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

thought that the chaos had resulted

it was such a peaceful

wonder Lysander had called him so

they been doing in the room for

first aid kit on the coffee table. Seeing Thalassa’s bleeding finger, he joked, “How

Alaric a frosty

Lysander’s icy stare, Alaric

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