Chapter 1364

Thalassa fought to contain the fear and pain welling up inside her, convincing herself that Lysander had merely fallen asleep.

She called out to him, certain he would awaken.

But no matter how loudly she called his name, there was no response.

Her hands, wrapped around his back, felt a warm, sticky liquid. Even without looking, she knew it was Lysander’s blood.

Before he had collapsed, his mouth had been oozing fresh blood.

Her cheek brushed against his, still warm to the touch, his skin firm and masculine as

ever.

Trembling, Thalassa cradled Lysander’s face in her hands, gently lifting his head to face her. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw blood flow from a gash on his head, cascading across his thick brow, past his handsome eyes, and even trickling down his nose to his lips.

The scene was a dagger to Thalassa’s heart, the pain so intense it threatened to suffocate her. Yet, a sliver of hope lingered Lysander was just injured, merely unconscious, and he

would recover.

Her breath caught in her throat, and with shaking hands, she reached out to feel his

breath.

the past were now so

her pupils dilated, and her body

pain spread from her core, threatening to tear her

die!

heart-wrenching cry tore from Thalassa’s depths, a

Lysander’s lifeless body, she struggled to sit up, cradling his limp arms, sobbing uncontrollably, her voice choked with tears. “Lysander, I’ll tak hospital. Please stay

for a ambulance,

him go, her heart aching as if

looked around for her phone, but her mind

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whereabouts.

down to search for the phone, but the fear that it might be a final act of separation was overwhelming.

in despair, her voice weak, she pleaded, “Lysander,

up,

forgive everything. I won’t drive you away again… Please, wake

the explosion, their first instinct was to

homes, and when the chaos subsided, they gathered around Thalassa’s house to

man, her cries heart-wrenching,

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