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

sat at the edge of the bed, watching her. She was facing away from him, her body curled up into a

see the

never forgot about Leopold, so

taut. He mused,

Thalassa found the courage to voice her worries, “How is

in the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,”

almost bitten through by

You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said

light instantly illuminated the

glaring light. Before she could adjust to the sudden

was picked up by Lysander and helped

tray had already been prepared on 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,

deep eyes flickered as he scooped up

turned away, not wanting to

numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the heart to eat

mid–air as his

wave of inner pain. She flinched

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