Chapter 708

Lysander’s rough, calloused palm, as always, held Thalassa’s delicate wrist. His touch was electrifying and sent a tingling sensation down her spine.

He led her to the golf course and handed her a golf club.

Upon receiving it, Thalassa was taken aback by its weight. She dropped it to the ground and quickly stepped away.

She was fortunate to have moved rapidly, or else her foot would have been injured by the heavy club.

She had assumed the club would be light. She didn’t expect it to be so heavy. It was a task just to lift it; she needed to employ serious effort.

She shot an awkward glance at Lysander. His deep, piercing eyes held a hint of reproach as they met hers.

“I thought it was made of wood, not metal.” Thalassa confessed that her understanding of golf clubs was flawed.

She had assumed that the white-painted club would be light, only to find out that it was made of solid metal when she held it in her hands.

in her hands. The material alone revealed it wasn’t

steady.” Lysander advised her.

how Lysander had held the club earlier. She mimicked him and gripped the club with both hands, aiming at the white golf ball on

gave it a trial swing, but it felt all wrong.

out his hand and adjusted

Thalassa realize that she had been holding the club in the wrong way. No wonder it had felt

Lysander’s encircling presence. His strong, muscular chest was pressed against her back. She could feel his powerful heartbeat pulsating against her back, even through the fabric of his

heartbeat synced with his, and they began pounding

tensed up. She felt as if the oxygen around her

his magnetic, husky voice echoed in her ear. “Like this. Aim and

her delicate cheek as if it had flown

though it had leaped up to her

sure if it was the excitement from the golf ball flying off or his intense breath

it traced a beautiful

absolutely brilliant!” Hertha jumped up and clapped in

play golf herself, made a suggestion to Alaric as her round face beamed

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