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.

was missing, had used all her connections to search for him but to no avail.

here he was in her

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

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

on his melancholy face

was about to engage in small talk when his eyes fell on the

were short, chubby,

eyes flickered and his smile froze as he asked,

Thalassa’s quadruplets,” Evelyn interrupted before Thalassa could respond.

washed over him, followed by a wave

hearing it confirmed had knocked

hand, glared at Leopold, “What are you doing here in the middle of the night? You should be over at

with hostility

boyfriend, she had told

then Leopold slept

was why Thalassa had broken up with Leopold.

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