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.

familiar gesture, one that hinted at the intimacy and affection between lovers,

was flaunting this

“Regarding Charlotte.”

don’t want to discuss the arranged marriage”

night.” “Grandpa, you seem to have a lot of free time lately. I’ve asked David to

was a deflection, each word a rejection.

the arranged marriage, nor would he marry

night was

thirty, a grown man who could

but he was no longer

understanding Lysander’s

grown, had his own opinions, and was no longer willing to be

this, Zephyr felt a pang

in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a sharp glance

felt as if she’d been stabbed in the heart, the

heart felt as if it was stuffed with

for her was evident and unapologetic.

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