Chapter 415

Thalassa paused, tension coursing through her frame as she maneuvered around the sofa, heading towards the secluded corner of the room.

As she passed by Lysander, her wrist was abruptly seized.

His palm, calloused from years of labor, was strong and warm.

As he held onto Thalassa, her heart gave an involuntary flutter, and she glanced back at him.

His eyes met hers briefly before he pulled her to sit next to him, his arm casually draped around her waist.

The gesture was undeniably intimate.

Thalassa’s heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to pull away, but Lysander’s grip was unyielding.

Seemingly sensing her reluctance, Lysander tightened his hold on her slender waist, ensuring she remained seated beside him.

“Grandpa, do you need anything?” Lysander pre-empted, addressing Zephyr.

around Thalassa’s waist. It was a familiar gesture, one that

knew Lysander was flaunting this deliberately.

“Regarding Charlotte.”

want to discuss the arranged marriage” Lysander

cloudy eyes lingered on Lysander for a moment, before sliding over his hand on Thalassa’s waist, “Fitch said you didn’t return to the villa last night.” “Grandpa, you seem to have a lot of free

was a deflection, each word a rejection.

arranged marriage, nor would he marry Charlotte:

night was

was thirty, a grown man who could

but he was no longer a child.

deeply, understanding Lysander’s

was grown, had his own opinions, and was no longer

a pang of

water in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a sharp glance before leaving the

been stabbed in the heart, the pain

initial pain subsided, her heart felt as if

for her was

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