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.

back her resentment, Susan stormed away.

her side, and she’d make sure that Thalassa and Lysander’s paths diverged permanently.

Evelyn’s death had Lysander’s fingerprints all over it.

forgive the person responsible for their mother’s demise, especially Thalassa, whose bond with her mother was unbreakable.

with her mother’s passing, and the last person she could stomach was the ones who drove

vision swam and her legs buckled, almost sending her to the ground if not for Lysander’s firm

their strength and tension once setting her pulse racing

now, the very same arms felt like chains, tightening around her

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

feeble voice, she accused, “You had always despised my mother. Now

feel the pressure against his arm as though it were a boulder crushing his chest, making it hard

he said,

the police station had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, especially since Bruce was

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