Chapter 892

Startled, Thalassa quickly steadied herself and told him, “No need, I can manage.”

She hastily headed towards the bathroom, fearful that if she delayed, Lysander would come to carry her.

She was already utterly exhausted and truly drained.

If Lysander were to carry her to the bathroom, she knew what would ensue.

Not even bothering to dress, she endured the tenderness in her lower back and hurriedly made her way to the bathroom. Once the door was locked behind her, her tense nerves began to ease slightly.

Looking at herself, she couldn’t help but admire her own nerve for being able to walk to the bathroom in front of Lysander without a stitch of clothing on.

Their relationship had an intimacy that mirrored that of a typical married couple, with nothing hidden between them.

But to use the word ‘couple’ to describe her and Lysander was a mockery in itself.

the shower, and

take a long shower. When she emerged, the bed was

was one to work diligently. He would never neglect his work even if he

for the organization’s interests and his business, his aloofness

messy duvet. As she did, she spotted a stain on the

remnants of Lysander’s passion

the night before, Thalassa’s cheeks instantly

stripped the bed sheet and duvet cover, took them to the washing machine, and began a wash cycle.

the room and picked out a dress

was unusually quiet. She looked around to see what was going on.

said, “Ms. Everhart, Lysander has already left. Lunch is served on the dining table. Please help yourself.”

Thalassa was surprised.

the afternoon,”

gaped in surprise; the word ‘shocked’ wasn’t enough to

curtains upstairs had been drawn the whole time, making it impossible

had assumed it was still morning, but it was already half-past three in the afternoon.

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