Chapter 259

Thalassa was speechless.

Uh oh, this wasn’t quite right

What was he thinking?

What’s wrong? Were you having second thoughts?” Lysander’s voice was icy cold when he noticed her hesitation and reluctance to act Thalassa was startled by his frosty demeanor and she quickly responded, “No, no. My legs are just a bit sore and I can’t stand up right now.”

Saying so, she placed her hand on the ground. Intending to use her arm strength to push herself up

Unfortunately, her hand landed on the shattered remains of a wine glass. Her fingers were instantly cut and started to bleed.

‘Ouch! Thalassa cried out in pain, swiftly withdrawing her hand.

Seeing the blood welling up on her fingers, Lysander grabbed her wrist, hoisting her up from the ground and onto the couch beside him.

He held her bleeding hand, seeing the shards of glass lodged in her flesh. There was blood trickling down the translucent fragments. It looked like a stained glass panel of crimson.

Lysander frowned, reaching for her injured fingers.

Thalassa instinctively recoiled, “Mr. Sinclair, it’s just a minor cut. No biggie.”

not allowing her to pull

words were commanding, allowing

not daring

closer, and his cool breath brushed against

like five years

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

sharp vision, Lysander gripped the shard of

shard

gasped in pain, her breath quickening. Although she didn’t scream, Lysander noticed the change

knew she was

phone and made a quick call, “Bring

less than two minutes, Alaric entered

chaotic scene, but instead, he found Lysander and Thalassa sitting on the couch, looking neat and composed, as if

initially thought that the chaos had

such a

so casually to bring the first

been doing in

Thalassa’s bleeding finger, he joked, “How did you

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