Chapter 2072


    Thssa and Rosalind locked eyes, neither speaking immediately. They just looked at each other.


    Clearly, Rosalind''s eyes shimmered with defiance, slowly melting into a plea. She was silently


    begging Thssa to speak, to forgive her.


    Rosalind was a woman of great pride, making her apology a rare sight. Only someone as imposing


    as Lysander could make her swallow her pride and apologize to Thssa. If Thssa didn''t extend


    an olive branch, today''s standoff would be hard to resolve.


    Rosalind''s apology was meek, her eyes anxiously searching Thssa''s for a sign of forgiveness,


    but Thssa just looked back at her with clear, unspoken eyes. Rosalind was on pins and needles,


    fearing Lysander''s wrath again. Just as she was about to panic, Thssa finally spoke, “It''s okay, I


    forgive you this time. But let''s not have a next time.”


    “You have my word, there won''t be a next time,” Rosalind breathed a sigh of relief, quickly ncing


    at Lysander for his reaction. If not for Lysander''s outburst, she would never have apologized to


    Thssa. And now, her bowing before Thssa was solely due to Lysander''s intimidating


    presence.


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    Lysander''s icy gaze softened as he said in a cool tone, “Sit down.” His words were directed at


    Rosalind, who quickly took her seat, her tension easing. She instinctively looked towards the door,


    spotting David ushering two bodyguards out. For some reason, seeing David stirred a deep


    sadness in Rosalind, making her heart sink. She wondered if her earlier disgrace had made him


    think less of her.


    Then, the waiter began serving dishes, filling the table rapidly. Joshua broke the silence with a


    smile, “Come on, let’s eat. Let''s leave the unhappiness behind. Today we''re celebrating Lysander


    and Thssa''s marriage, a joyous asion. No gloomy faces.” Thssa, ying the gracious part,


    started serving herself, giving Joshua and Rosalind a way to move past the awkwardness.


    A dish was far from Thssa, but Lysander knew it was her favorite. He spun thezy Susan,


    bringing the dish to her, his voice softening, “Have some more.” “Yeah, you too,” Thssa replied


    with a smile.


    Rosalind saw the intimacy between Thssa and Lysander, especially the change in him. With her,


    Lysander was cold and sharp. But with Thssa, his voice turned tender, almost melting. This


    drastic change was like a knife to Rosalind''s heart, a suffocating sadness. See, that was the


    difference between Lysander''s treatment of Thssa and her. He defended Thssa with icy


    rebukes towards her, even suggesting she leave the restaurant in disgrace. Having seen his cold


    demeanor towards her and then his tenderness towards Thssa, Rosalind felt her heart might as


    well have stopped.


    In her moment of despair, a piece of sweet and sour fish appeared in her bowl, apanied by


    Joshua''s kind voice, “Rosalind, eat up, you’ve lost weight.” Seeing her distress, Joshua felt pity but


    chose silence, letting Rosalind see Lysander''s affection for Thssa, hoping she would move on.