Chapter 1294

"Then you go ahead, Mr. Ethan. I'd rather not mix in," Thalassa said without turning back.

"But Susan got hurt trying to save Lysander. You should go and thank her on his behalf," Ethan paused his stride, not following her anymore.

Thalassa's brisk walk came to an abrupt halt.

Her hands clenched tightly. Her breathing became uneven. She turned, glaring at Ethan, and said, "Yes, she saved Lysander, and the one who was saved is Lysander! That's his business, what does it have to do with me? On what grounds should I thank her for him?"

This was the thorn in Thalassa's heart.

Lysander believed that she had deliberately manipulated the wire, intending to hit him with a prop.

He thought she wanted him dead!

Thalassa couldn't forget the icy, cold look in Lysander's eyes at that time—his eyes swirling with a blizzard and a chilling disappointment.

Yes, he had looked at her with disappointment.

He was convinced that she was the culprit and had tried to hit him on the head, to take his life.

He had never trusted her.

As Thalassa spoke with agitation, her breath heaving, tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes.

She looked up, blinking, trying to force the tears back.

What was she upset about? What right did she have to be upset?

There was nothing between her and Lysander. Mutual distrust was normal and natural, wasn't it?

Ethan hadn't expected his words to upset Thalassa so deeply.

The hand holding the bouquet drooped, and his face lost its usual teasing smile, replaced by a serious expression.

"Do you know what kind of rumors Susan is spreading out there?" Ethan asked her.

Thalassa blinked back her tears and looked at him again, "What rumors?"

She slowly regained her composure.

"She's saying you've been with Lysander for so long, bore him four children and still haven't secured a firm commitment. You must be feeling unbalanced. With Leopold Sinclair gone, if Lysander were to die too, the Sinclair Corporation would fall to your son. You'd be the power behind the throne."

"What?" Thalassa was shocked. Susan was smearing her like this!

"I'm suggesting you visit the hospital to show your gratitude as Lysander's woman, to thank her for saving him. If you thank her in this way, people will see that you care about him. It'll discredit her lies and silence the rumors."

Ethan was actually looking out for Thalassa's best interest.

Thalassa's brow furrowed slightly, "Let her say what she wants. I don't care anymore."

She looked away, gazing toward the horizon.

Hearing Ethan's words, Thalassa's resolve wavered, her heart instantly aching.

Thalassa's hands clenched tightly. She was filled with helplessness, pain, and a lack of choice. Reаd at Dramanovеls.com "Fine, I'll go with you," Thalassa finally decided.

Visiting a woman she despised took enormous courage.

Ethan drove Thalassa to the hospital.

Even before they entered the ward, they could hear voices coming from inside.