Wasn't this exactly what she had always wanted?

Thalassa's breath grew heavy, her heart constricted with a pain she couldn't hide. She averted her gaze, continuing to peel the shrimp in her hands, trying her hardest not to look at Lysander and Rosalind.

"Rosalind, tone it down, will you? We're in public. When you two get home, you can show affection to your fiancé however you want. We've got a whole crowd here and dinner hasn't even started. Don't fill up on your lovey-dovey nonsense before we've even eaten." Reginald joked, seemingly advising Rosalind to keep it low-key, but to Thalassa, it felt like a severe blow. Lysander was Rosalind's fiancé?

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Rosalind and Lysander were engaged?

Such big news, and Joshua hadn't told her. And he wanted to make up for neglecting her? It was all lies.

supporting Rosalind, wasn't he? Even arranging her children's father to be

clown, trampled into the mud over and over again, a spectacle

suddenly felt unbearably heavy; something so light

her face was alight with joy at his

night was like a hammer brutally striking Thalassa's heart. She could no longer stay seated. Setting down her shrimp, she grabbed a napkin to wipe her hands, her face pale as she said, "Excuse me, I'm feeling a bit unwell.

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was thinking she could provide some feedback for your company's designs. Don't you want

smile had vanished, his gaze deep and unfathomable, seemingly fixed on something beyond Rosalind. His handsome face was cold, not even

said, "Ms. Whitman, take your time. If you have any feedback, just text me. I really need to rest, but please, enjoy your

she turned and

you don't look well. Let me walk

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