Chapter 708


    Lysander’s rough, calloused palm, as always, held Thssa’s delicate wrist. His touch was electrifying


    and sent a tingling sensation down her spine.


    He led her to the golf course and handed her a golf club.


    Upon receiving it, Thssa was taken aback by its weight. She dropped it to the ground and quickly


    stepped away.


    She was fortunate to have moved rapidly, or else her foot would have been injured by the heavy club.


    She had assumed the club would be light. She didn’t expect it to be so heavy. It was a task just to lift it;


    she needed to employ serious effort.


    She shot an awkward nce at Lysander. His deep, piercing eyes held a hint of reproach as they met


    hers.


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    “I thought it was made of wood, not metal.” Thssa confessed that her understanding of golf clubs


    was wed.


    She had assumed that the white-painted club would be light, only to find out that it was made of solid


    metal when she held it in her hands.


    The club felt good in her hands. The material alone revealed it wasn’t ordinary; it probably wasn’t


    cheap either.


    “Hold it steady.” Lysander advised her.


    Thssa nodded as she recalled how Lysander had held the club earlier. She mimicked him and


    gripped the club with both hands, aiming at the white golf ball on the ground.


    She gave it a trial swing, but it felt all wrong.


    Lysander approached her and stood behind her. He stretched out his hand and adjusted the direction


    of the club she was holding.


    Only then did Thssa realize that she had been holding the club in the wrong way. No wonder it had


    felt so awkward.


    It wasn’t until she refocused that she became aware of Lysander’s encircling presence. His strong,


    muscr chest was pressed against her back. She could feel his powerful heartbeat pulsating against


    her back, even through the fabric of his shirt.


    Her heartbeat synced with his, and they began pounding in unison.


    Thssa’s body tensed up. She felt as if the oxygen around her was being depleted, and her breathing


    becamebored.


    Lysander’s face drew closer to hers, and his maic, husky voice echoed in her ear. “Like this. Aim


    and swing. Don’t hesitate.”


    The heat of his breath brushed against her delicate cheek as if it had flown off with the golf ball.


    Her heart felt as though it had leaped up to her throat.


    She wasn’t sure if it was the excitement from the golf ball flying off or his intense breath brushing her


    face that stirred the sensations within her body. She felt like she was losing control.


    Her gaze followed the white golf ball as it traced a beautiful arc in the air, eventuallynding perfectly in


    the hole.


    “Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!” Hertha jumped up and pped in excitement.


    Upon seeing a caddy cing another golf ball at Thssa’s feet, Hertha, unable to resist the urge to


    y golf herself, made a suggestion to ric as her round face beamed with a radiant smile. “Let’s


    y too.”


    ric nced at her, then at Lysander and Thssa in the distance. He immediately understood


    Hertha’s intentions. “I can’t y golf.”


    Joking aside, Lysander’s affection for Thssa was fresh and passionate. ying golf with her would


    be romantic.


    But what was his rtionship with Hertha?


    Just the thought of the two of them cuddling together to y golf made him feel awkward.


    “I can teach you!” Hertha dered while tugging ric towards another part of the golf course.


    ric, being dragged along by Hertha, protested. “Hertha, you can’t force me like this.”


    “I’m not forcing you; I’mpelling you.” Hertha retorted confidently,


    ric, speechless, had never seen anyone speak so brazenly about coercion.


    Despite having lost weight, Hertha’s strength remained undiminished.