No matter what news he might have missed, as long as Lysander and Thalassa were back on good terms, as long as Lysander could be happy and content, that was all that mattered. Throughout the journey, neither Lysander nor Thalassa mentioned their destination. But David, having his own ideas, soon had the car pulling up in the driveway of Royal Estates.

David got out first, unfolded the ramp, and Thalassa, pushing Lysander's wheelchair, made their way toward Royal Estates.

David didn't follow. Instead, he said to Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, I'll head back now."

Without waiting for a response, David drove off.

Entering the grand hall, Fitch, hearing the commotion, came out to greet them, "Lysander's back..."

His greeting was automatic until he caught sight of Thalassa, his surprise quickly turning to excitement, "Ms. Everhart, you're here! Have you had lunch yet? I'll ask the kitchen to whip something up...' Seeing Thalassa and Lysander return to Royal Estates together was something he had not expected, and Fitch was visibly flustered with excitement.

Thalassa nodded at Fitch with a smile, acknowledging his greeting.

Fitch, thrilled, hurried off to the kitchen to arrange lunch.

tired. Let me take you upstairs to

master bedroom, Thalassa expertly wheeled him to the side of the bed, then

Lysander's waist, his hands enveloped hers. The warmth from his grip made Thalassa pause and look up,

heart skipped a beat, her composure slipping as she asked, "What's wrong?"

moment her hands touched his waist, his primal

as if it were the most natural thing in the

Lysander narrowed his eyes

Thalassa countered. "For those three years I took care

you?" Lysander was astonished. Even though he had lost weight, he was still over 180 pounds. Thalassa, so slight

me," Thalassa

couldn't manage, but gradually I built up the strength

her lighthearted explanation, her eyes shimmering like the

her hands, Lysander

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