Chapter 739

She saw it with her own eyes. A woman, all smiles and clearly infatuated with him, entered the hotel with Lysander. The woman couldn’t help but lean into him, even in front of a crowd.

Then she heard that sound again. The reality of the situation was undeniable,

Thalassa remained silent. She managed to press the ground floor button in the elevator, her body swaying as it descended. Her heart felt like it was sinking too. It dropped into an abyss of pain.

As the elevator came to a halt on the ground floor, so did Thalassa’s heart. It was a weighty sensation, leaving her gasping for breath.

She stepped out with her legs weak but her demeanor steady.

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Hertha could see Thalassa’s distress but said nothing, fearing anything she said would only add to her pain. She followed Thalassa out of the hotel in silent support.

After stepping outside, the night breeze brushed against their skin.

Despite it being summer, the wind felt cold against Thalassa’s face. It stung her like the winter chill.

sat on a marble bench near the

knew she was hurting when she saw Thalassa’s pale face and her gaze fixed on

back her frustration. “Thalassa, we should’ve stormed in there and confronted them. Why did we just leave without a word?”

was just

kids, and he was still fooling

achieve? By what right could we confront them?” Thalassa’s voice was frail. It was barely a whisper

suddenly understanding Thalassa’s

had never acknowledged her as his

she was merely a tool

if they had children together, what did that

the realm of love and relationships, not

to confront Lysander, even if she saw him with another

great sympathy for Thalassa. She couldn’t do anything to help, other than be there

power and status? This was

room 1008, Lysander lounged in a high-end wicker chair.

by his side, watching a woman and two men fighting on

epitome of relaxed elegance, was smoking as his deep

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