Chapter 373

Fitch shook his head, “Mr. Sinclair made it clear that without his permission, you’re not to step foot in the front yard.”

Thalassa was speechless.

The backyard was barren, only filled with ragged antiques.

It was inedible, undrinkable, and unable to provide warmth.

Was Lysander’s intention to lock her in the backyard, starve her, and freeze her to death?

Angrily, she turned and returned to her cabin in the backyard.

In the blink of an eye, afternoon arrived.

For two days, Thalassa hadn’t had a grain of rice nor a drop of water.

Hunger clouded her vision and weakened her body.

Any movement caused stars to dance before her eyes.

She was wrong, she thought Lysander would at least care about her well-being.

be capable

care whether she lived

own body

this, she

she couldn’t die!

what would become of them?

the cabin and reach

her a bit of

survive. She wasn’t a tree,

her moment of helplessness, she spotted some mushrooms growing on a

and tender, looked

plucked the mushrooms, dusted them off, and began to chew.

tasty, it was quite satisfying.

a few, the intense hunger subsided a

mushrooms were limited. If she ate them all at once, she would have none left when hunger struck

grow and returned to her

in her chair, she soon felt light and airy, as

room full of antiques seemed to

in

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