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.

biting back her resentment, Susan stormed

her side, and she’d make

that Evelyn’s death had Lysander’s fingerprints all

person responsible for their mother’s demise, especially Thalassa, whose

passing, and the last person she could stomach was the ones who drove her mom

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

arms had held her many times before, their strength and tension once setting her

like

her mind, she weakly pushed against him, her effort barely a whisper of

had always despised my mother. Now that she’s gone, you

as though it were a boulder

hated your mother,” he said,

a spur-of-the-moment decision, especially since Bruce was locked up at

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