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

the bed, watching her. She was facing away

see

in pain. She never forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her immense sorrow.

mused, and

found the courage to voice her worries, “How

in the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s voice

thumb almost bitten

asleep for six hours,” Lysander

light instantly illuminated the

could adjust to the sudden brightness,

powerless. She was picked up by Lysander and helped

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, revealing her pale

eyes flickered as he scooped up soup and brought it to her lips.

away, not wanting

no appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the

spoon hung in mid–air as his expression turned

She flinched and looked away

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