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.

commanding figure before her. His towering presence immediately filled the space, casting his shadow over

forced a welcoming smile, unaware of how

What

swept over her feigned smile,

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

felt invaded as he entered, the atmosphere growing

might be Bruce at the door, sprang up from her

eyes darted to the dining table, spotting the half-finished

hospitable, she offered, “Have you had dinner yet? Thalassa hasn’t finished hers, and there’s more in the pot. Would you

Thalassa interjected, “Oh, it’s late; Mr. Sinclair must

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Besides, a simple bowl of spaghetti hardly suits Mr. Sinclair’s

Evelyn as if to shield her from any fallout of Lysander’s potential

though gentle and seemingly supportive of Lysander, carried subtle

turned towards her, and she sported a smile on her lips. Her clear, cold eyes met his with an air of detachment.

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