Chapter 1065


    As Amelia''s tirade pierced the air, Thssa’s heart was also twisted in agony.


    Leopold''s passing was a wound within her that refused to heal.


    It was her fault. Guilt over Leopold''s death would shadow her for the rest of her life.


    "The vi was Leopold’s legacy; please take good care of it." Lysander said to Amelia. His presence


    wasmanding and his voice was a deep rumble. It was a peculiar form of sce.


    Returning Leopold’s belongings to Amelia was Lysander’s act of kindness.


    Amelia said nothing more. Her sobs punctuated her exit from the hospital room. She had arrived with


    hope, now dashed, leaving her with boundless disappointment and sorrow.


    The doctor, passing Amelia just outside the door, moved toward Thssa''s bedside. He nodded in


    greeting to Lysander before inquiring about Thssa’s condition. "How''s your appetite? Have you had


    lunch yet?"


    "My appetite’s fine, and I''ve eaten." Thssa responded.


    "Good, good. Expectant mothers should eat well and get plenty of nutrients. Given yourplications,


    it''s even more crucial for you." the doctor advised.


    Amelia, just stepping out, froze at the doctor''s words. Her crying face turned shocked, and her heart


    trembled.


    What? Thssa was pregnant?


    For how along?


    Whose child was she carrying?


    Amelia couldn''t wait. With a mix of excitement and trepidation, she spun on her heel and charged back


    into the room, making a beeline for Thssa''s bed.


    The doctor was scared at her sudden intensity.


    Lysander reacted quickly. He stepped in front of Amelia and blocked her path, trying to prevent any


    harm to Thssa.


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    "Lysander, let me through. I have to ask her something!" Amelia tried to bypass Lysander to reach the


    bed.


    Lysander raised a hand and barred her way. "What do you think you''re doing?"


    Thssa, startled by Amelia''s fervor, sat up defensively in bed.


    Amelia was on the verge of copse, struggling against Lysander while crying out to Thssa, "Tell me


    the truth, Thssa. Whose child is it? Is it Leopold’s?"


    Amelia yearned for a piece of Leopold to remain in this world.


    Thssa’s eyes widened at question.


    How came Amelia to assume this?


    Lysander’s expression tensed and darkened.


    Amelia’s patience burned out as none of Thssa and Lysander spoke. She cried loudly, “Thssa,


    say something and tell me! Leopold had been to your country home and stayed with you there. Was it


    that time? Was it that time he fathered your child?”


    Amelia was yearning for Leopold’s heir.


    Leopold was gone, but if he had left a child, it would be a sce for her, a mourning mother.


    Lysander''s expression was steely, his aura chilling, his piercing gaze turning to Thssa.


    Under his intense scrutiny, Thssa''s heart skipped. Her body tensed, and her breaths came in short


    gasps.


    Amelia, desperate for an answer, cried and struggled to reach Thssa, wanting to grab her shoulders


    and shake the truth out of her.


    But Lysander was immovable, unwavering in his blockade.


    With her heart racing in frantic beats, Amelia bellowed, "Thssa, speak to me! Tell me, is this


    Leopold’s child?"