Chapter 1104

It was Lysander!

When Thalassa caught sight of the figure standing at her door, her heart, which had been pounding in her chest, eased for a mere moment before tensing up again.

His gaze flickered to the peephole as if he could lock eyes with her through the tiny lens. His deep, fathomless eyes seemed like pools capable of drawing in one’s very soul.

The sight sent Thalassa’s heart plummeting, panic setting in.

Quickly stepping down from her tiptoes, she averted her gaze from the peephole, her hand instinctively smoothing over the frantic beating of her heart.

Separated by merely a door, Thalassa’s pulse raced like a drum at the proximity of Lysander.

If she had refused to open the door, it might have further provoked him. He was still polite enough to ring the doorbell, but if she hadn’t caught the hint and let him in, it would only

take him a second to tear the door down.

Just a door, after all, couldn’t possibly have stood in Lysander’s way.

revealing the tall, commanding figure before her.

contracted, and she forced a welcoming smile,

Lysander. What brings you

swept over her feigned smile, and

making room for him to pass. As Lysander crossed the threshold, the breeze that followed him

as he entered, the atmosphere

terrified it might be Bruce at the door, sprang up from her seat upon

darted to the dining table, spotting the half-finished bowl of spaghetti Thalassa

hasn’t finished hers, and there’s more in

interjected, “Oh, it’s late; Mr.

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of spaghetti hardly suits

in front of Evelyn as if to shield her

though gentle and seemingly supportive of Lysander, carried subtle tones of mockery upon closer inspection.

on her lips. Her clear, cold

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