Chapter 1347

Susan’s eyes narrowed as she peered through the crack in the door, her gaze fixated on Lysander, whose normally stoic face was softened by a look of genuine concern.

And the object of his tenderness? The very woman Susan loathed to her core-Thalassa.

The sight twisted Susan’s heart into a tight knot of rage and venom.

Damn that Thalassa, why didn’t she just drop dead? With her frail, sickly act-whom was she trying to fool?

Was it all just to garner Lysander’s pity?

Susan watched, her breaths coming in harsh, ragged pulls as Lysander cradled Thalassa in his arms, his eyes revealing a depth of emotion he’d never shown before.

She seethed with a hatred so fierce it made her chest heave. But she couldn’t barge in now, not without facing Lysander’s wrath. He’d surely turn on her if she laid a finger on Thalassa.

So, biting back her resentment, Susan stormed away.

She had time on her side, and she’d make sure

believe that

all over it.

mother’s demise, especially Thalassa, whose

mother’s passing, and the last person she could stomach was the ones

at Thalassa’s heart, her vision swam and her legs buckled, almost sending her to the ground

their strength and tension

same arms felt like chains, tightening

consciousness clawed back into her mind, she weakly pushed against him,

a feeble voice, she accused, “You had always despised my mother.

pressure against his arm as though it

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your mother,” he said, his voice rough

especially since Bruce was

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