âIdiots!â Lysander fumed, ending the call with a decisive snap.
Royal Estates.
Lysander had been sleeping in his master bedroom. He was on the brink of slumber when his bodyguardâs call came through.
He rose, flicking on the light with a sharp click, and pulled on his clothes from the hanger.
His handsome face was as cold and unyielding as a winterâs chill, enough to freeze the marrow in their bones.
A man had managed to spirit away Thalassa, using a classic diversionary tactic.
That man must be Leopold!
Did she want to elope with Leopold?
Images of his motherâs determination to elope with Bruce and his fatherâs futile pursuit that ended in a tragic car accident replayed in Lysanderâs mind.
His heart felt as though it was being squeezed by a vice, the pain making even breathing difficult.
He had never understood why his father couldnât let his mother go. Wouldnât it have been better for both of them?
Back then, he was too young to understand the intricate web of loyalties and grudges, love and hate between adults.
Now, he was thirty years old.
And he had met Thalassa!
It felt like history was repeating itself.
Now he understood his fatherâs feelings.
Setting aside emotions.
How could a man bear to see the woman he once owned, harboring feelings for another man, even planning to spend her life with him?
It was an affront to the manâs pride.
Even if Thalassa was ruined, he would never let another man touch her!
This was the possessiveness, competitiveness, and the strong pride of a man. It was something he had to do.
Hertha hurriedly brought Thalassa back home, accompanying her upstairs.
Evelyn, who had been unable to sleep, rushed over to open the door. Seeing Thalassa and Hertha, she scolded, âYou reckless girl, so you finally thought to corne home! Look at the time!â
It was already past three in the morning!
Thalassa didnât have time to deal with her motherâs complaints. She was anxious and hurried, saying as she moved into the room, âMom, quickly change and pack some essentials. Take the kids and go back to the countryside.â
She opened the door to her room, grabbed a suitcase, and began hurriedly packing.
Evelynâs heart sank and she felt as if the sky was falling.
She quickly moved over to Thalassa, asking anxiously, âDid you mess up again? Did you provoke someone who shouldnât be provoked?â
Thalassa immediately realized she had let her anxiety show, causing Evelyn to worry Her quarrel with Lysander was not something she could explain to Evelyn now, lest her fiery temper cause her to confront Lysander.
Where did they, mere mortals, stand a chance against him?
She quickly explained, âNo, Mom. I got a call from the village. My aunt fainted at home and thereâs no one to take care of her. You need to take the kids and go back to look after her for a while. Donât worry, Iâll ask for leave from the kindergarten.â
âWhat, your aunt is sick? Sheâs alone at home with no one to care for her, What if no one had found her when she fainted? What if treatment was delayed?â Evelyn immediately looked worried upon hearing about Thalassaâs auntâs illness.
âExactly, her health was already bad and she was alone at home. But Mom, donât worry, luckily, the neighbors found her in time and sheâs already in the hospital. You just need to go back and look after her.â Thalassa forced a smile. Given the current circumstances, she couldnât afford to consider much.
She needed to quickly get Evelyn and the kids back to the countryside.
If Lysander came looking for her, it would be the end.
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