Chapter 1496


    Lysander nced at the chowder on the table before his gaze shifted to the documentsid out in


    front of him. With a casual air, he said, "I''m not hungry. Let me see those papers."


    "Oh, these ones?" Rosalind picked up the documents that were in front of Reginald.


    As Lysander reached out, she handed them over to him.


    Lysander flipped through the pages, from the first to thest. It was a jewelry design proposal,


    complete with design concepts and sketches. Though only partial sketches were included, they


    were enough to reveal the designer''s skill.


    Lysander''s deep gaze turned to Reginald as he asked, "Did Thssa design this?"


    Reginald shrugged, "Of course."


    Hearing this, Lysander''s expression hardened. It had been three years since hest saw her,


    transitioning from a secretary to a jewelry designer. Avoiding all contact with him and never stepping


    foot in Royal Estates again, was this her way of striving for a career? And her method involved


    getting close to Callum?


    This thought made Lysander''s temples throb, a hidden pain stirring within him.


    Three years ago, her rtionship with Callum was ambiguous. Had she been with Callum all this


    time?


    "Lysander, do you think this design works?" Rosalind, noticing Lysander''s tense demeanor and the


    shift in his aura, blinked and asked tenderly.


    Closing the file, Lysander said, "You''re the designer, you decide."


    He put the documents on the table and began to push his wheelchair, turning to leave.


    Rosalind, anxious, looked towards Reginald for help.


    Reginald said, "Mr. Sinir, don''t rush. Let Rosalind push you back. There are steps at the


    restaurant entrance, so be careful not to trip."


    After saying this, Reginald gave Rosalind a meaningful nce.


    Rosalind quickly caught up and grabbed the wheelchair''s handles. "Lysander, it''s my fault. I didn''t


    realize you were tired. I''ll take you back now."


    Lysander remained silent but stopped pushing the wheelchair, allowing Rosalind to take over.


    It had been a month since Lysander''s awakening, and though he had regained motor function in


    most of his body, his legs remained weak, confining him to a wheelchair.


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    After medical check-ups showing normal results, the doctors suggested that his leg''s motor nerves


    hadn''t recovered yet. They mentioned that with time and rehabilitation, the nerves would likely


    regain function faster.


    Lysander rarely went out, but today, Rosalind had taken him for a change of scenery. On their way,


    Reginald texted Rosalind, asking her to review some design sketches and give her opinion.


    So, Rosalind brought Lysander along, not expecting to encounter Thssa! And to find out the


    design sketches were Thssa''s work!


    In the car, with the driver in front and Rosalind and Lysander in the back, Rosalind noticed


    Lysander''s stern expression and his silence throughout the ride. She said apologetically, "Lysander,


    I''m sorry. I had no idea Thssa would be at the meeting. If I had known, I wouldn''t havee. I


    hate to see you upset."


    Lysander''s jaw was set, his voice deep as he responded, "She''s not worth my upset."


    Rosalind gazed at Lysander, struck by his profile—sharp, handsome, noble, almost regal in his


    beauty, breathtakingly so. His current aloof demeanor and his words made Rosalind''s heart race


    with excitement.


    Had Zephyr''s advice worked? Was Lysander beginning to dismiss Thssa, looking down on her?


    If Lysander could clear his heart of her, Rosalind saw a chance to make a ce for herself there.