Chapter 671

She hadn’t seen Bruce in a while, so the only explanation she could think of was her mother’s meddling.

Lysander had never liked her. Now, he probably thought she’d given his money to Bruce for a luxury mansion.

And he would think that she was sticking around just to bleed him dry.

She was no better than Bruce in his eyes, or perhaps even worse. He must loathe her by now.

No wonder he told her she could never hope to become Mrs. Sinclair. Anyone could aspire to that position, anyone but her. She simply wasn’t good enough.

He hadn’t killed her yet, and that was the greatest kindness he could show her.

Lysander didn’t return to their room that night. Thalassa wanted to leave, but it was late and the driver had already gone home. Even if she managed to leave the Royal Estates, there were no cabs on the road.

She’d have to wait until morning.

bed, her mind was a whirlwind of anxiety and

the master bedroom, where was he?

dare go looking for

the end, Thalassa succumbed to her exhaustion and fell asleep; but it was a restless

morning, hurriedly got dressed, and went downstairs.

Fitch tidying up the dining table, she asked, “Where’s

left a while ago.” Fitch replied, “He skipped breakfast and seemed upset. Did you two have

felt her heart sink at his question. She wasn’t sure how to respond, so

There was no such thing

happened between equals, couples,

she and Lysander were neither a couple nor equals.

Thalassa waited for the kids to wake up and had breakfast with them. She then accompanied Fitch as he drove them to school.

was only after she watched them walk into the kindergarten that she left for

all the problems on the test paper the

you not sleep well? You’ve got dark circles under your eyes. You look like a raccoon,” Dylan asked curiously, tilting

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