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 capable of such

care whether she

her own body was

it continued like this, she would starve to death.

couldn’t die!

what would become of

legs, Thalassa managed to leave the cabin and reach the

a

without food, she wouldn’t survive. She wasn’t a tree,

moment of helplessness, she spotted some

and

immediately plucked the mushrooms, dusted them

and tasty, it

hunger subsided a bit,

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

grow and returned to her cabin.

soon felt light and airy, as if

full of antiques seemed to

herself as a little angel in heaven, a lamb by the goddess’ side.

on clouds, surrounded

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