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.

be capable of such

care whether she

body was a ridiculous mistake!

she would starve

she couldn’t

would become of

managed to leave the cabin and reach the

warm/rays gave her a

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

her moment of helplessness, she spotted some mushrooms growing on

white and

Thalassa immediately plucked the mushrooms, dusted them off, and

tasty, it

few, the intense hunger subsided a bit, giving her some comfort.

the mushrooms were limited. If she ate them all at once, she

to grow and

in her chair, she soon felt light and airy, as

of antiques seemed to transform

of herself as a little angel in heaven, a lamb by

imagined herself floating on clouds,

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