Chapter 338
Lysander’s voice was as cold as an ice spear, chilling to the bone.
Each of his words was like a hefty stone, heavily crashing into Thala**a’s heart.
Thala**a’s heartbeat quickened, and her whole body began to tremble.
Looking into Lysander’s icy and ruthless eyes, Thala**a felt an overwhelming sense of panic.
Leopold, upon hearing Lysander’s inquiry and seeing his one hand resting on Thala**a’s waist and the other propping up her chin, felt a sinking sensation. Such intimacy between them made his heart plummet.
An ominous premonition surged in his heart instantly.
He looked at Thala**a unbelievingly, waiting for her response.
He saw that Thala**a’s eyes were filled with uneasiness, tension, and fear.
“Tell him!” Lysander, his patience worn thin, held Thala**a’s chin tightly, his voice deep and heavy.
Frightened, Thala**a shivered. She managed to utter, “He’s my boyfriend.”
The best explanation she could come up with was that they were a couple.
How could she possibly admit to being kept by Lysander?-
That would be a tremendous humiliation for her.
Especially in front of Leopold.
After speaking, Thala**a lowered her gaze, hiding the desolation in her eyes.
After Thala**a finished her words, Leopold’s heart shattered.
He couldn’t accept it. He stepped back unsteadily, shaking his head in denial, “No, this can’t be true.”
He had always thought that Thala**a claimed to have a boyfriend just to deceive him.
He wanted confirmation. He hoped she would admit that she had been single for the past five years and had not dated anyone.
He wanted to confirm this answer, which was why he had agreed to come here and listen to what Isabella had to say.
Lysander’s lips curved coldly. He released Thala**a’s chin, pulling her to himself tightly, their bodies close without any gap.
With Thala**a by his side, he faced Leopold, asking in a deep voice, “You don’t believe me?”
Leopold couldn’t accept this truth, shaking his head in denial, “I don’t believe it. Thala**a must have staged this to reject me.”
How could Thala**a’s boyfriend be Lysander?
Lysander saw the defeat on Leopold’s face, but his eyes were still full of deep affection for Thala**a.
Lysander’s aura turned even colder. He tilted his head, pinching Thala**a’s chin with his thumb and index finger. Then he lowered his head and forcefully sealed her lips with a kiss.
Thala**a’s eyes widened in surprise.
Her lips were tightly sealed by Lysander, a current spread from her lips throughout her body.
His overpowering scent robbed her breath, his potent pheromones infiltrating every pore, seizing her rationality.
Thala**a struggled a little.
Lysander grabbed her slender waist, pulling her even closer.
His kiss was domineering and fervent, yet his eyes were cold.
Thala**a felt his threat and stopped struggling.
Leopold watched as Lysander expertly kissed Thala**a, and Thala**a didn’t resist at all.
It seemed like this wasn’t their first time doing this.
This scene was like a bolt of lightning, striking straight from the top of Leopold’s head into his heart.
His body went limp with shock. As if numbed by a painful sting, he sat down on the bed in disbelief.
