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.

having said that Leopold was missing, had used all her connections to

he was

emotions swirled, and there was a cocktail of feelings.

Leopold turned around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with two children. His gaze then

out on his melancholy face as he

talk when his eyes fell on the two

short, chubby, and utterly adorable.

flickered and his smile froze as he asked,

before Thalassa could respond. Her voice was filled with

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

knocked the wind out of him. His mind buzzed

you doing here in the

laced with hostility

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

Leopold slept with Isabella Everhart!

was why Thalassa had broken up with

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255