Chapter 374

The door of the bungalow was ajar.

As Lysander walked in, a chilling sight greeted him, making his blood run cold.

The floor was a mess, strewn with shattered porcelain and gemstone jewelry that had been carelessly tossed about.

Antique paintings were torn and scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Fitch, who had accompanied Lysander, was taken aback by the scene.

Thalassa stood in the middle of the room, curiously inspecting an antique porcelain piece. After a brief moment, she put it to her mouth and tried to bite it. When she couldn’t, she muttered something about it not being tasty and without hesitation, tossed it behind her.

Fitch, terrified, lunged forward to catch the falling piece, but missed. The porcelain hit the floor and broke into pieces.

Just like Fitch’s heart, shattered.

Thalassa seemed oblivious, bouncing on her feet, heading towards another ancient painting hanging on the wall.

in his chest, turned to look

a winter sky, his eyes concealing a brewing storm.

hand, pulling her away from the painting.

fell into his arms, unaware

her hands, she playfully brushed his face with her sleeve. Her face was a picture of adoration, and her voice was soft and sweet, “Goddess, are you here to cuddle with me?”

her. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, suggesting she

with her sleeve, she reached out to scratch his face with her small paw. She believed she was a lamb by

fur to comfort him, “Hmm, my goddess, you’re so beautiful. I want to cuddle with you too Come, let me

against his, she lightly scratched his elastic face with her

anger rising. However, her actions were so provocative, rubbing and scratching his cheek. Her

delicate.

cat’s paw scratching his heart. He swallowed hard,

Lysander was furious,

call Lysander, a man

bullets

hand, and demanded in a low and angry voice, “Thalassa, look at me. Who am I?”

lamb, am scared,” Thalassa said,

He turned to Fitch and asked,

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