Chapter 1367

“Where does it hurt? Are you in a lot of pain? Why are you shaking like a leaf?” The nurse, seeing Thalassa’s trembling hands, couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Through tears, Thalassa choked out, “It’s his blood, not mine…”

In that heart-stopping moment when the wall came crashing down, it was Lysander who dashed forward and tackled her to the ground, shielding her with his own body. He became her human cushion, taking the brunt of the falling debris on his back while she miraculously walked away unscathed.

Otherwise, it would have been her in the emergency room or, worse, lying in the morgue by now.

Lysander had saved her life.

When the nurse heard that the blood on Thalassa’s hands was “his,” she paused, knowing without the full picture that something terrible had happened.

As she swiftly cleaned Thalassa’s hands with iodine, she said, “Your husband must really love you. These days, a man who would risk his life for the woman he loves is a rare find indeed.”

Love?

word dropped like a warm droplet into Thalassa’s heart, rippling through her soul, spreading a

drove Lysander to

day and age would

love could drive such

could see what she had only just come

last

her memory

phone was picked up after a

number, she

stay calm, said, “Isabella, he’s in bad shape. He’s lost a lot of blood and needs a transfusion urgently. His blood type is AB-positive. I’m begging you, please go around the village and find anyone with the same blood type. Bring them to the hospital.

into sobs as she spoke.

Lysander die.” Isabella hung up and rushed to find

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