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.”

allowing her to

commanding, allowing no room

not daring to

cool breath brushed against her nose, carrying

just like

Thalassa’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

shard of glass and swiftly

glass shard was

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

she was

go of her hand, grabbed his phone and made a quick call, “Bring

Alaric entered the room

walk into a chaotic scene, but instead, he found Lysander and Thalassa sitting on the couch, looking neat and composed, as if nothing intense had

that the chaos had

such a

him so casually to bring the first

in the

the first aid kit on the coffee table. Seeing Thalassa’s bleeding finger, he joked,

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