Chapter 358


    The man was tall and imposing, his lithe form wrapped in a custom-made ck suit that exuded an


    aura of deep, refined luxury. His presence was somanding that the air around him seemed to


    ripple with his powerful aura.


    Lysander had arrived!


    Two bodyguards dressed in ck trailed behind him.


    Thssa’s heart pounded in her chest. For a moment, her mind nked out in shock. Then her


    rationality snapped back, prompting her to sprint back into the house and m the door shut.


    However, as she was retreating, the two bodyguards swiftly caught up. One held the door from closing


    while the other wedged his foot in the gap, preventing her from locking them out.


    Despite Thssa’s desperate attempts to close the door, her strength was no match for the


    bodyguards. Within a half-second, the door was forced open.


    The bodyguards barged in.


    Thssa stepped back abruptly, nearly losing her bnce.


    “Thssa!” Noticing her stumble, Leopold rushed forward to steady her, catching her just as she was


    about to fall into his arms.


    Thssa was still in a state of shock, her mind reeling from the unexpected intrusion.


    The tall man strode into the house, his every step causing a frigid wind to swirl around him.


    His icy demeanor sent a chill down Thssa’s spine, as if she were being buffeted by a biting cold


    wind. Her heart raced as he approached. Just as she was about to bolt, he reached out, gripped her


    chin, and yanked her towards him. His forceful pull caused her body to jerk against his, sparking fear in


    her, as if her neck was about to snap from her body.


    Thssa collided with Lysander’s solid chest. His hand moved from her chin to her shoulder, his


    fingers digging into her flesh as if he were a predator iming his


    prey.


    Thssa was frantic, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. Her shoulder ached from his grip, the


    pain so intense that she barely dared to move.


    “Lysander let me go.” she managed to whimper, each word punctuated by a wince of pain.


    Leopold, who had been holding Thssa, felt a sudden pang of loss as she was yanked from his


    grasp. It felt as hollow and empty as his heart did when he leamed about Thssa and Lysander’s


    rtionship.


    Overwhelmed by a sense of defeat, he red at Lysander. Seeing the man’s possessive hold on


    Thssa, and ignoring the pain it was causing her, he anxiously asked, “Lysander, what are you


    doing?”


    He wanted to step forward and pull Thssa away from Lysander, but the man’s aura was too


    overpowering and intimidating. He didn’t dare, nor did he feel he had the right to interfere.


    After all, he was Thssa’s ex-boyfriend and he had betrayed her first. Thssa had never forgiven


    him.


    What right did he have to intervene now?


    He took a step forward, then stopped.


    Lysander shot Leopold a disdainful nce. Without acknowledging him, he guided Thssa to the


    couch and sat down. His actions were leisurely, yet his aura was dangerously oppressive.


    His cold voice echoed, “Where were you nning to run?”


    Thssa was packed for a trip, presumably to elope with Leopold. But she hadn’t timed it right and had


    been caught red-handed by him.


    His words sounded casual and nonchnt.


    But the icy tone in his voice, along with his intimidating aura, made it difficult for anyone to breathe


    freely.


    “You’ve misunderstood.” Thssa began to exin, but out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a


    baby pacifier lodged in the crevice of the couch.


    It was a spare pacifier for Elowen’s bottle. The baby had a penchant for drinking milk and chewing on


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    the pacifier, often biting through them. As a result, Thssa always kept a stash of spare pacifiers.