Chapter 373

Fitch shook his head, “Mr. Sinclair made it clear that without his permission, you’re not to step foot in the front yard.”

Thalassa was speechless.

The backyard was barren, only filled with ragged antiques.

It was inedible, undrinkable, and unable to provide warmth.

Was Lysander’s intention to lock her in the backyard, starve her, and freeze her to death?

Angrily, she turned and returned to her cabin in the backyard.

In the blink of an eye, afternoon arrived.

For two days, Thalassa hadn’t had a grain of rice nor a drop of water.

Hunger clouded her vision and weakened her body.

Any movement caused stars to dance before her eyes.

She was wrong, she thought Lysander would at least care about her well-being.

to be capable of such heartlessness.

care whether she lived

him with her own body was

continued like this, she would starve to

she couldn’t die!

what would become of

and reach the backyard, where the setting sun

warm/rays gave her a bit of strength.

without food, she wouldn’t survive. She wasn’t a tree, capable of photosynthesis to

her moment of helplessness, she spotted some mushrooms growing on a

white and

Thalassa immediately plucked the mushrooms, dusted them off, and began

and tasty, it was quite

subsided a bit, giving her

them all at once, she

remaining mushrooms to grow and returned to her cabin.

soon felt light and

room full of antiques seemed to transform into

thought of herself as a little angel in heaven,

imagined herself floating on clouds, surrounded by tender

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