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.

her resentment, Susan stormed away.

on her side, and she’d

starting to believe that Evelyn’s death had Lysander’s fingerprints all

for their mother’s demise, especially Thalassa,

and the last person she could stomach was the ones

pain clutched at Thalassa’s heart, her vision swam and her legs buckled, almost sending her to the

many times before, their strength and

same arms felt like chains, tightening around

weakly pushed against him, her

“You had always despised my

feeble, but Lysander could feel the pressure against his arm as though

your mother,” he said, his voice rough with

especially since Bruce was locked up at the time, which should have

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