Chapter 1399

David still commanded respect within his circle.

On the bed lay Lysander quietly, the man Thalassa hadn’t seen for days.

Five days apart felt like an eternity to her.

As she approached, Lysander’s figure became clearer.

He lay on the hospital bed, dressed in the gown typical of the hospital, a light blanket draped over him.

Near the bed, a heart monitor beeped steadily, its lines dancing with life, a testament that he was still with them.

His head was wrapped in white bandages, stained with the brown of antiseptic, indicating the extent of his head injury.

still, his sharp features softened, so quiet it

the

usual edge, and his lips were pale-not commanding and fiery as they

so fragile, as if he could slip away

state, a pang of sorrow struck Thalassa, her eyes burn tears as her breath trembled,

as she tried to control her

else seemed adequate

that Lysander had

a way, Zephyr was right-it was her presence that had brought him to this

he would be thriving, still dominating the business world

his four children. He would have followed Zephyr’s plans, married Charlotte Ravensong and lived a happy family life. He would grow old surrounded by

here, uncertain if he would even see old age.

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