Lysander's voice was firm and brooked no argument.

Thalassa couldn't help but look up at Lysander, and for some reason, when she heard him speak those words, she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

Rosalind felt her heart sink, filled with discomfort and a sense of humiliation. Her mother had meant well, attempting to assert her position in front of Thalassa by having Lysander acknowledge her as his fiancée, aiming to make Thalassa tone down her behavior and understand who the real lady of the Sinclair household was! It was supposed to be a win-win move, securing Lysander's acknowledgment while putting Thalassa in her place.

But Lysander had just declared that Zephyr's decision wasn't his own doing! What was Lysander implying? Did he not want to marry her? Rosalind's breathing became erratic, filled with discomfort, anger, and a sense of injustice, yet she couldn't lash out.

Matilda, faced with rejection, was also taken aback. She was about to speak when the emergency room doors opened, drawing everyone's attention to the entrance.

in a white coat emerged, and as Thalassa moved forward to inquire, Matilda and Rosalind rushed to the

"How's my dad doing?"

my husband

and Matilda asked

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Joshua. She was merely an illegitimate daughter, having only dined with the Reed family

stirring emotions deep within him like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples of empathy and pain. Thalassa had never experienced a father's love, and

who had been cherished and adored by her parents, Thalassa was like a water lily on the lake, having to fend for herself from a young age, without a father's love and a mother too occupied with her own life to care. Perhaps understanding what it was like to grow up without parental affection made Lysander empathize with Thalassa's situation even more, and it was this understanding that made him feel

and told Matilda and Rosalind, "The surgery was a success, the patient is out of danger, and with a month of

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