Chapter 842

Nursing her thumb, silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks.

“You’re awake.” Lysander’s voice, deep and somber, echoed through the darkness.

Thalassa shivered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears. But the intense sensation of sourness in her throat was

uncontrollable.

“Why did he fall from the building?” she managed to ask Lysander, her voice trembling.

The room fell silent, the air filled with a chilling stillness.

Just as Thalassa thought she wouldn’t get an answer, Lysander spoke up, “No one expected it. He jumped down himself…”

No one expected him to do this, and hence, nobody was prepared to stop him.

He jumped off himself?

Why?

heart clenched, her body curling

at the edge of the bed, watching her. She was facing away

words. But under the moonlight, he could see the glitter of tears in her eyes.

never forgot about Leopold, so

mused, and didn’t say a

Thalassa found the courage to voice her worries,

morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s voice was solemn while

almost bitten through by her

You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said as he switched on the

bright, white light instantly illuminated the whole

glaring light. Before she could adjust to the sudden brightness, Lysander scooped her up from

by Lysander and helped to sit at the head of the

bedside table. On it was a bowl of soup and an almond pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked away the stray hair from her forehead, revealing her pale face;

scooped up soup and brought it

turned away, not wanting to

had no appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the heart

outstretched spoon hung in mid–air as his expression turned grim, “Eat

She flinched and looked

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