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.

at her own sarcasm, turned on the shower, and stood under the

long shower. When she

neglect his work

was so devoted to Sinclair Group. To forsake all kin for the organization’s interests and his business, his aloofness could reach to

in a bathrobe, Thalassa approached the bed and straightened the messy duvet. As she did, she spotted a

remnants of Lysander’s passion from

of the night before, Thalassa’s

bed sheet and duvet cover, took them

the room and picked out a dress

room was unusually quiet. She

emerged from the kitchen and upon seeing her looking around, approached her and politely said, “Ms. Everhart, Lysander has already left. Lunch is served on

Thalassa was

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

the word ‘shocked’ wasn’t enough

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 the

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