Chapter 442

She felt a cold sweat trickling down her spine.

There was a nagging urge to spill the beans, to stand up for Thalassa, to demand child support from Lysander, to accuse him of his years of neglect and his indifference to the needs of his own children.

Just as she was about to voice her thoughts, Thalassa’s worried face flashed in her mind; she recalled Thalassa’s fear of losing her children.

Thalassa had warned her that if Lysander were to find out about the children, he would definitely snatch them away and might not even allow her any visitation rights.

Although Thalassa had raised them, Lysander was so powerful and resourceful. If he wanted to snatch away the children, it would be a piece of cake.

Her sympathy for Thalassa eventually overcame her impulsive thoughts.

Hertha managed to suppress the urge to spill the truth.

With a forced smile, she explained, “Oh, you mean this dress? It’s my best friend’s. She came over last night to celebrate my daughter, Elowen, winning the Gourmet Cooking competition. She planned to stay over, so she took a shower and changed her clothes. But she left her clothes behind so I washed them for her.”

at Lysander,

matched what Thalassa had told her over

believe her, right?

still felt

that Lysander was cunning, and lying wouldn’t

was filled with anxiety, wondering if

heard this kind of dress isn’t supposed to be machine washed,

Hertha gasped.

the dress shrank a lot in the washing machine. Even though it was a gift from Lysander, she still felt a pang of regret for Thalassa.

eyes were cold and inscrutable, giving

Hertha, “Elowen

voice was low and attractive, and his whole demeanor was regal and handsome

out on its back were a cue of his

a bit intimidated and hesitated to

smitten gaze at Lysander, Alaric chuckled, “Take it. It’s

the

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