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.

had used all her

he was

seeing him, Thalassa’s emotions swirled, and there was a cocktail of feelings.

the noise behind him, Leopold turned around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with two children. His gaze then shifted to a familiar face.

on his melancholy face

talk when his eyes fell on

chubby, and utterly adorable.

froze as he asked, “Thalassa, these children

Thalassa could respond. Her voice was filled with indignation.

Leopold was shocked, and disbelief washed over him, followed by a wave of pain, like a heavyweight punch.

the children’s identity, but hearing it confirmed had knocked the wind out of him. His

you doing here in the middle of the night? You should be over at Isabella

were laced with hostility and anger.

Thalassa had first mentioned having a boyfriend, she had told Evelyn it was serious. She said that they were talking about marriage.

slept

why Thalassa had broken up with

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