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.

didn’t expect Lysander to be capable of such heartlessness.

she lived or

with her own body was

this, she would starve to death.

she couldn’t

what would

to leave the cabin and reach the backyard, where the

a

food, she wouldn’t survive. She wasn’t a tree, capable of photosynthesis to create nutrients.

helplessness, she spotted some

and

Thalassa immediately plucked the mushrooms, dusted them off,

and tasty, it was quite

few, the intense hunger subsided a

limited. If she ate them all at once,

remaining mushrooms to grow and returned to

her chair, she soon felt light and

full of antiques seemed to transform into mushrooms.

as a little angel in heaven,

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