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.

Every time she touched him, she felt a

quickly pulled

bit too obvious, she glanced up at Lysander, only to find his deep gaze fixed

were full of

his stare only

stood up, nervously saying, “I, uh,

Lysander watched

was located in

side door of the coffee shop, take a left, and go

bathroom, washed her hands in front of the mirror, rinsed off the coffee stains, and cleaned the

water.

was clean, she cupped water in her hands and

let the cold water shock her flushed face, trying to cool herself

the sink, looking at her reflection, water droplets all

attitude towards her

she saw a glimmer of hope, a chance that they could

another figure appeared in

heels on the

watched the face in the mirror gradually getting closer,

makeup and trendy outfit, the woman in the mirror looked neat and

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