Chapter 415

Thalassa paused, tension coursing through her frame as she maneuvered around the sofa, heading towards the secluded corner of the room.

As she passed by Lysander, her wrist was abruptly seized.

His palm, calloused from years of labor, was strong and warm.

As he held onto Thalassa, her heart gave an involuntary flutter, and she glanced back at him.

His eyes met hers briefly before he pulled her to sit next to him, his arm casually draped around her waist.

The gesture was undeniably intimate.

Thalassa’s heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to pull away, but Lysander’s grip was unyielding.

Seemingly sensing her reluctance, Lysander tightened his hold on her slender waist, ensuring she remained seated beside him.

“Grandpa, do you need anything?” Lysander pre-empted, addressing Zephyr.

sight of Lysander’s arm around Thalassa’s waist. It was a familiar gesture, one that hinted at the intimacy and affection between lovers, and the

was flaunting this deliberately.

“Regarding Charlotte.”

don’t want to discuss the arranged

to have a lot of free time lately. I’ve asked David to book tickets

was a deflection, each word

marriage,

night was none of his

grown man who

but he was no longer a

deeply, understanding Lysander’s message.

grown, had his own opinions, and was no

this, Zephyr felt a pang of discomfort.

gulp, shooting Thalassa a

stabbed in the

felt as if it was stuffed with cotton,

was evident and unapologetic.

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