Chapter 522

The man stood before the hearth in the living room. His gaze was fixed on the landscape painting hanging above it.

In rural America, it was customary for each household to hang a painting like that, a symbol of bellef, used in celebrations and festivities.

Typically, by 11 or 12 at night, most people in the village would have retired to bed, leaving only the sounds of chirping crickets and hooting owls.

Unexpectedly, Thalassa found her living room fully lit at that late hour.

The man standing in the center of the room had chestnut hair and donned a black and white tracksuit.

His attire was casual and youthful, but the figure he cut, staring at the painting, was desolate and melancholy.

The man was tall and slender, radiating an aura of cultured warmth.

It was Leopold!

Upon seeing him, Thalassa’s breath hitched.

Leopold was missing, had used all her connections to search for him but to

was

swirled, and there was

landed on a woman entering with two children. His gaze then shifted

his melancholy face as

about to engage in small talk when his eyes fell on the two other little girls Thalassa

chubby, and utterly adorable.

his smile froze as he asked, “Thalassa, these children are…”

Thalassa could respond. Her

him, followed by

had knocked the wind

Dorian and Atticus by the hand, glared at Leopold, “What are you doing here in the middle of the night? You should

words were laced with

Thalassa had first mentioned having a boyfriend, she had told Evelyn it was serious. She said that

Leopold slept with Isabella

why Thalassa had broken up with Leopold.

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