Chapter 1347

Susan’s eyes narrowed as she peered through the crack in the door, her gaze fixated on Lysander, whose normally stoic face was softened by a look of genuine concern.

And the object of his tenderness? The very woman Susan loathed to her core-Thalassa.

The sight twisted Susan’s heart into a tight knot of rage and venom.

Damn that Thalassa, why didn’t she just drop dead? With her frail, sickly act-whom was she trying to fool?

Was it all just to garner Lysander’s pity?

Susan watched, her breaths coming in harsh, ragged pulls as Lysander cradled Thalassa in his arms, his eyes revealing a depth of emotion he’d never shown before.

She seethed with a hatred so fierce it made her chest heave. But she couldn’t barge in now, not without facing Lysander’s wrath. He’d surely turn on her if she laid a finger on Thalassa.

resentment,

didn’t matter. She had time on her side, and she’d make sure that Thalassa and

was starting to believe that Evelyn’s death had Lysander’s

mother’s demise, especially Thalassa, whose bond with

she

clutched at Thalassa’s heart, her vision swam and her legs buckled,

and

same arms felt like chains, tightening around her and

clawed back into her mind, she weakly pushed against him, her effort barely a whisper

my mother. Now that she’s gone, you must

pressure against his arm as though it were a boulder crushing his

never hated your mother,” he said, his voice rough

police station had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, especially since Bruce was locked up at the time, which should have meant safety for her.

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