Chapter 399


    Inside the car, the tension was palpable.


    Thssa was seated in the back, with Lysander right next to her. She strained to maintain a sliver of


    space between them, keen to keep a certain


    distance.


    The car journey led them to Royal Estates.


    As Lysander alighted, he grabbed her wrist, leading her into the house with an urgency that was


    borderline forceful.


    Back in the master bedroom, he propelled her onto the bed. Looming over her, he ced his, hands on


    the bed, his broad chest acting as a barrier between her and the world beyond.


    His handsome face was taut, his aura icy cold.


    In a voice heavy with anger, he gruffly said, “You can’t even drive properly on a normal day, but today


    you dared to speed. For him, you’d risk your life, huh?” From the hospital till now, the anger he’d been


    bottling up exploded.


    The traffic officer had informed him of everything.


    She had risked her life and used her car to stop Leopold’s, for his sake.


    Did she know that if Leopold’s car hadn’t stopped, her car would’ve been sent flying, resulting in a likely


    explosion?


    She truly had no regard for her life!


    It was all because of Leopold!


    Thssa was terrified, the cold fury radiating off Lysander was like a tempest, his aura icier than ice


    itself.


    She remembered his warning from the morning, advising her not to fantasize about being with Leopold,


    and to stay away from him.


    Hearing his words now, she was filled with rage.


    Thssa’s heart pounded in her chest, worried about his fury. She quickly said, “It was two lives at


    stake, even if it was a stranger, I would’ve done the same.mmm.”


    Before she could finish, her lips were forcefully sealed with a fierce kiss.


    Lysander took control, his rough kiss stealing her breath, his tongue prying open her mouth. His hand


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    traced her back, and his touch was a form of punishment.


    His hands, rough with calluses, moved against her soft skin through the fabric.


    It sparked a wave of heat, tickling and numbing, further terrifying Thssa.


    Struggling, she pushed him away. Gasping for breath, she quickly said, “I have a concussion. The


    doctor said no strenuous activities.” Lysander’s eyes were deep and dark, his voice low and angry, “So


    what?”


    Without another word, he left the room, the door mming shut behind him.


    The sound echoed in Thssa’s heart, making her shudder.


    3 FI


    Her breathing was ragged, her heart pounding.


    She had just left Royal Estates, the ce that had stripped her of her freedom for a day, only to return.


    She was anxious, unsure of what awaited her next.


    That night, Lysander didn’t return to the master bedroom.


    Thssa’s tense body slowly rxed, her head ached, and exhaustion took over, lulling her into sleep.


    At the Sinir’s house.


    Leopold returned home, looking worse for wear.


    Zephyr and Sybil were initially delighted to see him, but their joy turned into shock when they saw his


    battered and bruised body.


    “Leopold, what happened? You’re hurt so badly. Why didn’t you go to the hospital to get bandaged up?”


    Grandma Sybil was heartbroken at the sight of Leopold in such a state.


    “Grandma, I’m okay,” Leopold assured her, his voice weak.


    “You’re limping, and there’s a big scrape on your face, how can you be okay? I’ll call the family doctor


    to treat your wounds. Sit down for now.” Grandma Sybil quickly ushered him onto the couch and rushed


    to contact their family doctor.


    Zephyr walked over and sat down next to him. His concern was evident as he asked, “What


    happened?”


    “Grandpa, Lysander bought mypany just to take away my secretary, to make her his woman. Did


    you know about this?” Leopold’s eyes were dull as he looked at Zephyr, questioning him.


    “What?” Zephyr was taken aback.