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. His towering

heart contracted, and she forced a welcoming smile, unaware of how awkward and fearful

What brings

over her feigned smile, and he stepped

room for him to pass. As Lysander crossed the threshold, the breeze that followed him brushed against Thalassa’s face, the sheer force of his presence

he entered, the atmosphere growing tense.

Bruce at the door, sprang up from her seat upon seeing Lysander, masking her fear with a forced warmth. “Lysander,

dining table, spotting the

had dinner yet? Thalassa hasn’t finished hers, and there’s

Evelyn could get an answer, Thalassa interjected, “Oh, it’s late; Mr. Sinclair

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spaghetti hardly suits Mr. Sinclair’s refined

as if to

and seemingly supportive of Lysander, carried subtle

and she sported a smile on her lips.

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