Chapter 295

He smirked and asked sarcastically, “What, got the presidential suite on your mind again?”

Thalassa choked on her coffee, spewing a mouthful all over the table.

Quickly, she grabbed a napkin and started wiping, “Sorry, didn’t mean to.”

The last time she mentioned a date, he was on the phone booking the presidential suite in a heartbeat.

Now, why were they back on that topic again?

He just mentioned the suite, and all those moments involuntarily flooded back into her mind.

The coffee was practically scared out of her mouth.

While Thalassa was frantically cleaning the table, Lysander, cool as a cucumber, picked up a napkin and helped her.

Amidst the chaos, Thalassa’s hand accidentally brushed against his.

felt a wave of unease. Every time she touched him, she

instinctively, she quickly pulled her hand

she glanced up at Lysander, only to

were

his

quickly stood up, nervously saying, “I, uh, got to hit

a word, Lysander watched

was

of the coffee shop, take a left, and go

of the mirror, rinsed off the coffee stains, and cleaned the spots on her

water.

cupped water in her hands and splashed

shock her flushed face,

at her reflection,

towards her was

of hope, a chance that they could

figure appeared in

the click-clack of high heels on the floor sent a

the mirror gradually getting

makeup and trendy outfit, the woman in the mirror looked

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