Chapter 1361
Hertha''s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly averted her gaze, unable to hold Lysander''s piercing stare any longer.
The man was downright horrifying. Even a single second of eye contact was enough to send shivers down her spine and nearly
induce a panic attack.
She hurriedly started her car, a sleek and inconspicuous sedan, and took off down the street. She had considered going back to
help Thssa, but it seemed now that her presence would onlyplicate matters.
Lysander, although cold and detached towards Thssa, had never truly harmed her.
At most, he had left Thssa bedridden after bedroom activities, something that, in the grand scheme of things, was a private
matter between the two of them.
Lysander wouldn''t really hurt Thssa.
If Hertha insisted on staying, she might only distract her friend, making it harder for Thssa to stand up to Lysander. So, it was
best for her to leave.
Hertha drove away, leaving the drama in her rear-view mirror.
Thssa returned inside the cozy home, helping her aunt shuck corn in the kitchen.
Suddenly, the sound of a car engine caught her attention, and her ears perked up. She listened closely—yes, someone was
driving in!
Could it be Herthaing back?
Thssa hurried outside, hoping to continue their unfinished conversations, to share a bed with Hertha like old times, hiding
under the nkets and whispering secrets.
But as soon as she stepped out and saw the ck Rolls-Royce in the courtyard, her smile froze.
She turned on her heel to head back inside.Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.
"Thssa!" The deep, maic voice called from behind her, filled with an inherent authority.
Thssa stopped in her tracks, her breathing erratic. Her once calm demeanor was now a whirlpool of agitation.
Her heart sank, ached, and felt as if it was stung by a bee—sharp and raw pain.
The hands by her sides clenched, and she took a deep breath.
The air around her seemed to chill as a familiar scent of sandalwood drifted to her, a signature fragrance of the man she knew all
too well.
Without looking back, Thssa knew Lysander had approached. His cold aura and domineering presence were enough to make
her breathing hitch.
"I''ve been abroad on business this past month, only got back this morning," Lysander''s voice was low and soothing, yet it did
little to calm the storm within Thssa.
He hadn''t stayed away because he wanted to, nor had he forgotten her or their children.
It was just that after thest visit to Hollowbrook, his grandfather had piled on a heap of overseas work.
What was meant to be three months’ worth of work, he crammed into one by working overtime, day and night. And as soon as he
was finished, he rushed back home.
Without rest, he had hurried here.
He knew his grandfather was worried
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But how could one forget a person who had settled so deeply in the heart in such a short time?
Hearing Lysander''s exnation, a
sharp pain shot through Thssa!
breath. She di ‘HupeedrOund rer
vomne adl\ahd clear. "The kids are
still at daycare. They haven''t returned
yet. You might want to wait." Please
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With that, she began to walk back inside.
She had said before that if Lysander wanted to see the kids, he was wee anytime.
Thus, she wouldn''t stop him from interacting with them. But she didn''t want anything more to do with him herself.
She attributed his arrival to his desire to see the children and nothing to do with her.
Just as Thssa took a few steps,
her wrist was seized in a fir ip;
the calloused haath ts familiar
rough xture, causing a jolt of
electricity to shoot through her skin,
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Thssa reacted sharply, trying to pull her hand away. "Mr. Sinir! Please, keep your distance!"