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.

and stood under the warm water to wash her

take a long shower. When she emerged, the bed was empty; Lysander had already

never neglect his work even if he

organization’s interests and

straightened the messy duvet. As she did,

of Lysander’s passion from the previous night.

the night before, Thalassa’s cheeks instantly

cover, took them to the washing machine, and

returned to the room and picked out

the living room was unusually quiet. She looked

politely said, “Ms. Everhart, Lysander has already left. Lunch is served

Thalassa was surprised.

half-past three in the afternoon,” Fitch informed Thalassa of the time.

surprise; the word ‘shocked’ wasn’t enough to describe her

time when she woke up, and the curtains upstairs had been drawn the whole time, making

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

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