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.

expect Lysander to be capable

she

own body was a ridiculous mistake!

she would starve to death.

couldn’t die!

would become

the cabin and reach the backyard,

her a bit of strength.

wouldn’t survive. She wasn’t a tree, capable of photosynthesis

helplessness, she spotted some mushrooms growing on a

mushrooms, white and tender,

mushrooms, dusted them off, and began to

it was quite

few, the intense hunger subsided a

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

to grow

felt

full of antiques seemed to transform into mushrooms.

of herself as a little angel in heaven, a

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