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Chapter 404
“Lysander was always mine! Why would I need to steal him?” Charlotte fired back at Thalassa, hands
on her hips and her brows furrowed in annoyance.
“Oh really? Then why are you here bothering me?” Thalassa retorted, with a mocking smirk playing at
on her lips.
“You’re just too provocative! It’s not right to lure men in like that!” Charlotte tried to defend herself,
searching for a plausible excuse.
“Weren’t you the one who said you didn’t care how many women Lysander had on the side? As long as
you got to be his wife in the end, that’s all that mattered, right? What changed? Is it suddenly bothering
you now?” Thalassa poked fun at her, recalling Charlotte’s previous bravado
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCharlotte had once proudly declared herself as Lysander’s one and only fiancée, stating that those
other women were merely fleeting distractions. She didn’t care about them.
But now, her pale face of frustration betrayed her true feelings. Which woman wouldn’t care if their man
hadwere snapped away by other women?
“It’s none of your business whether I care or not, Charlotte retorted, her lips pursed in annoyance.
Recalling Lysander’s recent words, she felt a mix of anger and hurt.
“Seeing you this miserable, let me give you a few tips. Lysander prefers natural-looking women, no
cosmetics, simple clothing. He’s not impressed by designer clothes and flashy jewelry. He doesn’t need
money, and he’s not attracted to wornen who reek of wealth. Do you think a man like Lysander would
be interested in a woman who’s all dolled up?” Thalassa casually remarked, hoping to send Charlotte
away.
Of course, if Charlotte could win Lysander’s heart and free her, that would be the best-case scenario.
Thalassa longed for a life away from Lysander, where she could raise her child in peace, without the
constant fear of him discovering her secret.
“Hmph, who would believe what you say!?” Charlotte huffed, her heels clicking against the floor as she
stormed out of the office.
Later that evening, Lysander showed up at the Sinclair’s residence.
He’d barely stepped out of the car when a familiar voicesomeone called out to him in a familiar voice,
“Lysander!”
Before he could turn around, a woman in high heels hurried over to him, a radiant smile on her face.
“Lysander, what a coincidence! We both arrive at the Sinclair’s house at the same time.”
The woman had shoulder-length bob hair and was dressed in a white blouse tucked into a black pencil
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmskirt, revealing her slender legs. If she wasn’t careful, she’d risk showing more than intended.
If it wasn’t for her voice, Lysander would have hardly recognized Charlotte. She was clearly trying to
mimic Thalassa’s style. However, while she could replicate the look, she couldn’t capture the essence.
Thalassa was like a pure lotus, untouched by the mud around her. Even without makeup, she was
beautiful and pure, like a high school student. On the other hand, Charlotte was like a wilted rose.
When dolled up, she was a captivating, and wealthy heiress. But without makeup, she was
unappealing.
Ignoring Charlotte, Lysander walked inside the house. Zephyr greeted him, “Lysander, you’re back!
Come in, today’s dinner was prepared by your grandmother.
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