After wrapping up her online course for the day, Thalassa returned to Lysander's side, admiring the peaceful expression on his handsome, sleeping face. Leaning down, she planted a tender kiss on his cheek and whispered, "Goodnight, Lysander."

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The next morning, Dr. Funke arrived to continue Lysander's treatment. As he finished inserting acupuncture needles, Rosalind walked in.

Spotting Dr. Funke as he was about to leave, Rosalind called out, "Dr. Funke, could you please tell me how Lysander is doing? When do you expect him to wake up?"

Dr. Funke hesitated, glancing towards Thalassa, unsure if he should discuss a patient's condition with someone he didn't know.

Thalassa gave a slight nod, indicating it was alright for Dr. Funke to share Lysander's condition.

Even if Dr. Funke kept it from Rosalind, she would have asked Zephyr, who would have felt obliged to inform her of Lysander's condition. Thalassa didn't want Zephyr to think she was overstepping her bounds, acting as if she were the lady of Royal Estates and giving Rosalind the cold shoulder.

"He's improving. I expect

Funke departed with his medical

said with a warm smile, "Thalassa, thank you for tirelessly looking after Lysander

Lysander

words pricked Thalassa's heart like thorns,

so cultured and graceful, with an air of sophistication that made it hard to find fault in her words. Yet somehow, she always managed to

anyone's favor," Thalassa replied coolly. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? The kitchen just finished preparing dinner. Why don't we sit down

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

Lysander and then head to my class," Rosalind declined the invitation to dine, making her way upstairs

resting," Fitch, the

Whitman had not

Rosalind dismissed Fitch's attempt. "I'll just have a

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