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.

expect Lysander to be

she lived

own body was

continued like this, she would

she couldn’t

what would

cabin and reach the backyard, where the setting

gave her a bit

wouldn’t survive. She wasn’t a tree, capable of photosynthesis

moment of helplessness, she spotted some mushrooms growing

white and tender, looked

Thalassa immediately plucked the mushrooms, dusted

it

the intense hunger subsided a bit, giving

the mushrooms were limited. If she ate them all at once, she would have none left when

remaining mushrooms to grow

in her chair, she soon felt light and airy,

full of antiques seemed to transform into

little angel in heaven, a lamb by

imagined herself floating on clouds, surrounded by

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