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.

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

knew Lysander was flaunting this deliberately.

“Regarding Charlotte.”

don’t want to discuss the arranged

to

sentence was a deflection, each word

the arranged marriage, nor would

the villa last night was none of his grandfather’s

who

appreciated his grandparents’ concern, but he was

exhaled deeply, understanding Lysander’s message.

had his own opinions, and was

this, Zephyr felt a pang of discomfort.

downed his water in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a sharp glance

as if she’d been stabbed in the

heart felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, uncomfortably

for her was evident and unapologetic.

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