No matter what news he might have missed, as long as Lysander and Thalassa were back on good terms, as long as Lysander could be happy and content, that was all that mattered. Throughout the journey, neither Lysander nor Thalassa mentioned their destination. But David, having his own ideas, soon had the car pulling up in the driveway of Royal Estates.

David got out first, unfolded the ramp, and Thalassa, pushing Lysander's wheelchair, made their way toward Royal Estates.

David didn't follow. Instead, he said to Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, I'll head back now."

Without waiting for a response, David drove off.

Entering the grand hall, Fitch, hearing the commotion, came out to greet them, "Lysander's back..."

His greeting was automatic until he caught sight of Thalassa, his surprise quickly turning to excitement, "Ms. Everhart, you're here! Have you had lunch yet? I'll ask the kitchen to whip something up...' Seeing Thalassa and Lysander return to Royal Estates together was something he had not expected, and Fitch was visibly flustered with excitement.

Thalassa nodded at Fitch with a smile, acknowledging his greeting.

Fitch, thrilled, hurried off to the kitchen to arrange lunch.

"Lysander, you must be tired. Let me take you upstairs to rest," Thalassa said softly, pushing him towards the elevator.

the master bedroom, Thalassa expertly wheeled him to the side of the

waist, his hands enveloped hers. The warmth from his grip made Thalassa pause

depths. Meeting his eyes, Thalassa's heart skipped a beat, her composure slipping as she asked, "What's wrong?" "What are you doing?" Lysander's

her hands touched his waist, his primal instincts

in the world, said, "Helping you into

me?" Lysander narrowed his

took care of you, this is how I always got

was astonished. Even though he had lost weight, he was still over 180 pounds. Thalassa, so

me," Thalassa

built up the strength Plus got the hang of the technique, and could easily get you settled in

listened, his gaze softening at her lighthearted explanation, her

her hands, Lysander

Pnet

with tenderness, his eyes fixed on her gently as he spoke in a low, resonant votee, "You've

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