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Chapter 369
With a single movement, a wave of aches and weakness washed over her.
Images from the previous night floated into her mind, causing a mixture of pleasure and fear to pulse
through her body.
She quickly turned, glancing towards the bed, but Lysander was already gone.
She got up and descended from the bed.
As her feet touched the floor, her legs gave way. She almost stumbled.
She steadied herself against the edge of the bed, barely managing to keep herself upright.
She entered the bathroom, took a shower, and opened the wardrobe to find no clothes of her own. Her
only option was to wear Lysander’s clothes.
She picked out a white shirt and slipped into it. The shirt barely covered her thighs, serving almost like
a dress.
She couldn’t possibly go bare-legged, so she grabbed a pair of his trousers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe trousers were far too long, and she had to cuff the bottoms to be able to walk comfortably.
Once she was decent, she opened the door, ready to head downstairs.
At that moment, a maid happened to pass by, carrying a glass of water and a single pill. She
approached her, saying respectfully, “Ms. Everhart, Mr. Sinclair instructed you to take this pill.”
Upon seeing the white pill, Thalassa immediately understood.
It was a contraceptive!
Oh, Lysander really detested children, didn’t he?
Was he afraid she might accidentally get pregnant?
Thalassa was already feeling wronged. The sight of the pill, the reminder of Lysander’s dislike for
children, and the thought of her four adorable little ones, combined to twist her heart with pain.
And anger!
She accepted the pill and the water from the maid, swallowing the medicine.
The maid took the glass back and left.
Thalassa stood still, her chest heaving, her breath uneven, all due to her anger.
Just because Lysander was powerful, did he think he could lock her up and prevent her from leaving?
When he wanted her, hadn’t he considered that she might get pregnant?
And now he even had her take a contraceptive!
The more Thalassa thought about it, the angrier she got.
She decided to confront Lysander.
But when she went downstairs, she found out that Lysander was not at home,
Fitch informed her, “Mr. Sinclair left for his company early in the morning, Ms. Everhart. Your breakfast
is ready. Please, have a seat.”
Fitch was as respectful as ever.
Thalassa saw the abundant spread of food on the table. She was so angry that she didn’t feel like
eating.
She walked over and, with one swift move, flipped the plates on the table, causing the food to scatter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStill not satisfied, she grabbed the tablecloth and yanked. Plates crashed to the floor, shattering.
Lobsters and shrimp were strewn all over the floor.
The maids and Fitch were so shocked that they all stepped aside.
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Having done that, Thalassa threw the tablecloth on the floor and turned to Fitch, her voice seething
with anger, “Call Lysander and tell him if he doesn’t let me go, I will starve myself!”
Fitch stood frozen in fright.
Thalassa, hands on hips, snapped, “Make the call now. What are you waiting for!”
Fitch regained his composure. Such scenes were unheard of at the Royal Estates.
No one dared to flip a table.
Even though Lysander had been cold towards this woman, Fitch could tell that she was special to
Lysander.
He quickly grabbed his cell phone and dialed Lysander’s number, wiping the sweat off his forehead
before reporting, “Mr. Sinclair, Ms. Everhart flipped the breakfast table. She said that if you don’t let her
go, she will starve herself,”
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