Chapter 940


    Thssa’s strength was nothingpared to that of the person outside the door, and the door was


    easily pushed open.


    As Lysander''s tall, dark silhouette entered, a wave of panic washed over Thssa. Hismanding


    presence seemed to push her back step by step without him even trying.


    "Lysander, I was about to take a shower. Do you need something?" Thssa asked with a nervous


    tremor in her voice.


    "I know. I need a shower too," Lysander replied, his voice deep and resonant, as if it were the most


    natural thing in the world.


    "You go ahead then," Thssa said, lowering her gaze, ready to sidestep him and leave the bathroom.


    As she tried to pass, Lysander''s hand firmly but gently mped onto her shoulder, pushing her back


    until she was pinned against the wall. His tall frame loomed over her, hands braced on either side of


    her head, effectively trapping her between the wall and his imposing presence.


    His gaze bore down on her, his voice a low, icy drawl. "What are you running from, huh?"


    Thssa''s breath hitched; her eyes forced to meet his intense stare. Her heartbeat quickened, her


    voice barely a whisper, "I''m not running. If I were running, I wouldn''t havee back to Royal Estates."


    Could he have found out something?


    Her mind raced, her heart pounding erratically.


    If Lysander discovered her urge to flee, all her efforts would be for naught.


    "I''m talking about right now," Lysander said.


    Thssa''s heart skipped a beat, realizing she was thinking too far ahead and feeling utterly guilty, she


    lowered her head slightly.


    "I''m just notfortable showering with someone else," she uttered so softly that her words seemed to


    dissolve into the air.


    A flicker of desire stirred in Lysander as he darkened his gaze, his index finger lifting her chin to force


    eye contact. "Nothing you want to say?"


    Thssa gazed into his eyes, deep as the night sky, and felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.


    She had too many secrets to share with him, and his probing questions made her wonder that had he


    discovered something?


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    Which secret?


    Was it the secret that she wasn''t Bruce''s daughter, the one about Evelyn being mistreated by Bruce, or


    the fact that she nned to run away with the children?


    Any of these discovered by Lysander would spell disaster.


    "Say what?" she asked, feigning ignorance and calm in the face of internal chaos.


    "Tonight''s incident!" Lysander''s expression turned stone-cold, his aura bing even frostier.


    Thssa''s heart leapt. Was he not referring to her secrets after all?


    With a momentary relief that quickly turned back into tension, she ventured a guess, "Susan wanted to


    bring you a drink..."


    She didn''t know what had happened in the private booth, but she was certain Susan wouldn''t miss the


    opportunity to seduce Lysander, given her ambitions.


    Whether Lysander had shown Susan any special attention, Thssa couldn''t be sure.


    "She wants to bring a drink, and you let her? Hoping to slip away to chase after your own love story,


    huh?" Lysander''s eyes were like ice over a frozenke, his stare prating.


    The coldness around him made Thssa''s teeth chatter.


    He must have taken Callum''s words to heart.


    Thssa didn''t understand Callum''s motives, but he had offered to help her escape from Lysander.


    Callum was an ally to her!


    She couldn''t betray him by iming his words were false.


    Thssa tried to steady herself, looking up to meet Lysander''s gaze with feigned calm.


    "Don''t you think Callum is right? If there''s no love between a man and a woman, even if they have a


    child, they can co-parent and then each seek their own love. Isn''t that reasonable?"


    Deep down, that was how she felt—co-parenting their children and leading separate lives without


    interfering with each other.


    If he didn''t want to marry her, wasn''t it better to let her be free to pursue her own life?


    Lysander''s aura suddenly turned icy, his touch on her chin shifting from a lift to a tight grip, his eyes


    turning predatory.


    "Pushing women at me while you chase your own love affairs? Thssa, do you want to die?" His


    words came through clenched teeth, his grip on her chin tightening painfully.


    Thssa winced, saying, "Lysander, you''re being selfish. If you won''t marry me, why can''t you let me


    find happiness with someone else?"