Chapter 1590


    ric caught the lettuce she tossed his way and dunked it into the hotpot, all the while wearing a grin. "I didn''t say anything; you''re the one overthinking things."


    "See, you always shift the me for your own actions and words onto others. Lucky for me, I cut my losses early," Hertha retorted, rolling her eyes at ric.


    Words spoken without intent, heard with all the more.


    Hertha''sment made ric pause, his heart tightening a bit as his narrow, hawk-like eyes locked onto hers.


    A shadow of sorrow and deep introspection lingered in his gaze.


    Was it his fault Hertha wasn''t with him?


    Did her words imply her attraction started with his looks but ended with his personality?


    "Why are you looking at me like that? I''m just stating facts! Go ask any of the women you''ve dated; they''d all think the same," Hertha said between bites, not sparing any feelings.


    But ric, thick-skinned as ever, wasn''t one to take offense.


    For Hertha, teasing him was the best pastime.


    ric just smirked without a word, continuing to add more ingredients to the hotpot.


    Realizing why Hertha had pulled away gave him something to work on. As long as he knew the reason, he could try to adjust in a way she''d appreciate. It was a step up from being in the dark.


    ric thought to himself.


    Meanwhile, Reginald was speeding towards Starhaven Hospital, with Rosalind and Thssa in the backseat. Rosalind sat a fair distance from Thssa, irritated by the contrasting ways Lysander treated them.


    Rosalind couldn''t hide her difort,ining, "Why did you bring Thssa along? She''s got work, you know."


    "You know she''s your sister, and


    Dad''s always worried about her the most. If things go south, at least he can see her onest time," Reginald exined, gripping the steering wheel firmly as he drove.  S


    "Stop talking nonsense! Dad''s going to be fine," Rosalind hastily countered, trying to ward off the ill omen Reginald had spoken.


    Thssa remained silent, her brows furrowed, her hands clenching unconsciously on herp.


    Although her rtionship with


    Joshua, her father, was distant, iet


    was Joshua who had enabled her to meet Zephyr and take care of Lysander.


    Deep down, Thssa was grateful to Joshua.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    Over the past three years, Joshua had often visited her under various pretexts, treating her with kindness and warmth.


    She might not have deep feelings for Joshua, but she didn''t harbor any resentment either.


    Hearing Reginald hint at Joshua''s possible demise made her heart clench with worry.


    As they parked at the hospital and rushed towards the emergency room, they found Matilda anxiously waiting outside.


    Beside her a man in a bespoke


    ck suit exuded a stern and


    daunting presence from his


    wheelchair, his noble and sovel


    aura palpable.


    He was positioned to overlook the emergency room, his profile sharp and strikingly handsome.


    It was Lysander!


    The moment Thssa saw him, her breath hitched, and her already anxious heart skipped a beat.