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.

his sharp features

the long lashes casting shadows on

stood proud, but without its usual edge, and his lips

once domineering and aloof man now seemed so fragile, as if he could slip away at any

her eyes burn tears

as she tried to control her emotions,

than an apology, nothing else seemed adequate to express her

to save her that Lysander had ended

her presence that

her, he would be thriving, still dominating the business

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

uncertain if he would even see old age.

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