Chapter 977

How many lies had she spun in his presence?

She could have laid out the whole story of her kidnapping today, detail by detail, but instead, she dodged and weaved, piling lie upon lie. Such careful deceit-who was she shielding?

Besides Callum, who else mattered so much to her that she would weave such webs of lies to protect them?

Lysander’s icy, haughty words struck her like a curse, hammering against Thalassa’s eardrums, buzzing in her head, her heart skipping a

beat.

Tears suddenly welled up, silently spilling from the corners of her eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, stubbornly refusing to let out even a whimper.

All she wanted was to protect her mother. Fear of losing her mom meant she couldn’t risk even the slightest gamble.

And yet, Lysander subjected her to such suspicion, such punishment.

her heart was like a draught of wormwood, choking her.

her silent and crying, Lysander felt a tug at his heart, an aching wound.

their intimate encounters-always with that same aggrieved

and eyes deepened, he breathed heavily, staring at Thalassa for a few seconds before turning on his heel

wintry chill in the office

contained; her tears flowed unrestrained, her sobs breaking the

his spine stiffening, his fists clenching. He bit his lip and

emotion were opened, they were hard to close. Thalassa cried until her feelings of oppression

did she

got up from the couch, her legs wobbly, her

she picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on.

were gone; it was impossible to

found a stapler in Lysander’s office and used it

best as she could, she leaned on the desk

Sinclair Group, she saw a black

opulent allure under the neon lights of

heart skipped a beat at the sight of the car, and

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