Chapter 1475


    After wrapping up her online course for the day, Thssa returned to Lysander''s side, admiring the


    peaceful expression on his handsome, sleeping face. Leaning down, she nted a tender kiss on


    his cheek and whispered, "Goodnight, Lysander."


    With quiet steps, she left the master bedroom and retreated to the guest room for the night.


    The next morning, Dr. Funke arrived to continue Lysander’s treatment. As he finished inserting


    acupuncture needles, Rosalind walked in.


    Spotting Dr. Funke as he was about to leave, Rosalind called out, "Dr. Funke, could you please tell


    me how Lysander is doing? When do you expect him to wake up?"


    Dr. Funke hesitated, ncing towards Thssa, unsure if he should discuss a patient''s condition


    with someone he didn''t know.


    Thssa gave a slight nod, indicating it was alright for Dr. Funke to share Lysander''s condition.


    Even if Dr. Funke kept it from Rosalind, she would have asked Zephyr, who would have felt obliged


    to inform her of Lysander''s condition. Thssa didn''t want Zephyr to think she was overstepping


    her bounds, acting as if she were thedy of Royal Estates and giving Rosalind the cold shoulder.


    With Thssa''s approval, Dr. Funke answered Rosalind, "He''s improving. I expect him to wake


    within the next two months."


    With that, Dr. Funke departed with his medical bag.


    Rosalind thanked him, then turned to Thssa and said with a warm smile, "Thssa, thank you


    for tirelessly looking after Lysander in my stead."


    Looking after Lysander in her stead?


    The words pricked Thssa''s heart like thorns, sending an ufortable twinge through her.


    Rosalind always appeared so cultured and graceful, with an air of sophistication that made it hard to


    find fault in her words. Yet somehow, she always managed to irk Thssa.


    "I look after Lysander because Zephyr allowed it. I didn’t do it in anyone’s favor," Thssa replied


    coolly. "You haven''t eaten yet, have you? The kitchen just finished preparing dinner. Why don''t we


    sit down together?"


    "No, that''s alright. I''ll take a quick peek at Lysander and then head to my ss," Rosalind declined


    the invitation to dine, making her way upstairs to Lysander''s room.


    "Ms. Whitman, Mr. Lysander is resting," Fitch, the butler, tried to intercept her.


    For years, no one but Thssa and the Royal Estates staff had entered Lysander''s room. Ms.


    Whitman had not once visited him, and now that Lysander was rumored to be close to awakening,


    she had suddenly be attentive?


    Without a backward nce, Rosalind dismissed Fitch''s attempt. “I’ll just have a quick look. I won''t


    disturb him."


    Fitch exchanged an apologetic nce with Thssa, feeling that he had failed to stop Rosalind.


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    Seeing Fitch''s guilty expression, Thssa reassured him, "It''s fine, go on with your duties."


    Each day that followed, Dr. Funke treated Lysander, and Rosalind was present. After each session,


    once Dr. Funke left, Rosalind would observe Lysander for a moment and then depart.


    Rosalind''s visits were sanctioned by Zephyr, and Thssa was in no position to object.


    ...


    Before they knew it, two months had passed.


    Thssa cared for Lysander with unwavering dedication, and the day he was expected to wake


    drew near. Lysander was showing signs of consciousness; his eyelids fluttered, and through the thin


    skin, she could see his eyes moving, indicating he might wake at any moment.


    Thssa remained ever vignt, staying by Lysander''s side, hoping to be the first person he saw


    upon awakening.