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.

used all her connections to

was

him, Thalassa’s emotions swirled, and there was a

around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with two children. His

smile broke out on his melancholy face as he

to engage in small talk when his eyes fell on the two

were short, chubby, and utterly adorable.

eyes flickered and his smile froze as

before Thalassa could respond. Her voice was filled with indignation.

hearing that, Leopold was shocked, and disbelief washed over him, followed by a wave of pain,

hearing it confirmed had knocked

by the hand, glared at Leopold, “What are you doing here in the middle of

laced with

a boyfriend, she had told Evelyn it was serious. She said that they were

Leopold slept with Isabella Everhart!

Thalassa had

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