Chapter 63

The villagers pointed to a narrow country path ahead.

Following that path would lead to the village cemetery.

The path was so narrow that a car couldn’t make it through.

David turned back and asked Lysander with a questioning gaze, “Mr. Sinclair, the road’s too narrow and all muddy. It might be tricky to get the car through:

Without much thought, Lysander got out of the car.

The feel and scent of Thalassa the night before were so similar to those of that woman five years ago.

He deliberately slid his hand under her clothes, her skin smooth as satin, the soft touch stirring him up and reminding him of that night with that woman,

His blood was boiling, and his throat was tingling.

He kept Thalassa by his side to strengthen his willpower and resist being drawn to her

Even if she were lying naked in front of him, he would stay cool.

of him, her chest view almost exposed, and he nearly

was not a

Lysander decided to visit Celia’s grave that day to see what the woman he had been involved with looked

He hadnt thanked her in person, nor

were no longer alive, he

hurriedly followed, accompanying him down the country path.

vast and open, with occasional birds flying low over the paddy

and the scenery was green and pleasing

was a

after hearing the news, gawking

most of the villagers hadn’t been to the big city

car they’d seen

all

so

Rolls-Royce, worth

our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and

was in awe

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