Chapter 1503Lysander’s chilly eyes narrowed, his hands gripping the wheels of his wheelchair, ready to push
himself towards Thalassa.
“Thalassa!” Callum, quick on his feet, rushed forward to support Thalassa. His voice was laced with
concern, “Thalassa, are you badly hurt? Should I take you to the hospital right now?”
Thalassa swallowed hard, her throat aching as if slashed by a knife, her heart constricting with pain.
Her voice trembled as she replied, “No need, I’ll just head home, clean the wound with some
antiseptic, and slap on a band-aid.”
She steadied herself, silently slipping her hand out of Callum’s grasp. With her back to Lysander,
she could feel his cold, merciless stare piercing through her.
It sent chills down her spine and a stabbing pain in her heart.
Without looking back or catching Lysander’s eye, she stumbled forward.
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Callum, worried, watched her faltering steps. Knowing she wouldn’t want his help, he kept a
respectful distance, silently accompanying her home.
Lysander watched as Callum and Thalassa’s departure figures toward the same direction.
He tightened his grip on the wheelchair and his veins were bulging on his hand back. His handsome
face was tense, his eyes cold, and his cold aura was nearly enough to freeze the air around him.
Rosalind, ever so observant, noticed Lysander’s instinctive move to push his wheelchair forward as
Thalassa almost fell and his icy and taut gaze followed Thalassa as she left.
Deep in her mind, she realized something then – Lysander hadn’t moved on from Thalassa. He was
angry when Thalassa was close to Callum, and he was nervous enough to clench his fists whenshe was in danger. Despite thinking Thalassa was with Callum, his care for her was undeniable.
Earlier, when Thalassa was kidnapped, the kidnapper demanded an outrageous ransom, first ten
million, then upping it to a hundred million, showcasing a greed that knew no bounds. Even if they
had given her all that money, she wouldn’t have simply let Thalassa go – her ambitions would only
grow, potentially ending Thalassa’s life even after receiving the ransom.
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Lysander had used reverse psychology, feigning indifference to trick the kidnapper into believing
that killing Thalassa would only make her a tool in a murder, leading to incarceration.
This maneuver ensured that Thalassa could leave there unscathed.
He was really using his wisdom to protect Thalassa’s personal safety.
Rosalind stood by Lysander. As she watched his deep gaze following Thalassa’s departure, her
heart ached with the realization. She had thought that Lysander’s recent cooperation and pleasant
demeanor towards her signaled his moving on from Thalassa and accepting her instead.
But it didn’t strike her that she was mistaken.
After a moment, Rosalind took a deep breath, managing her emotions before suggesting,
“Lysander, let’s head back.”
Lysander, maneuvering his wheelchair, headed for the extended limousine. Once in the car, he
called his security chief, “Deploy a team to catch a vagrant, a woman goes by the name Susan!”
“Because she kidnapped Thalassa?” Rosalind said. Hearing Lysander’s orders to catch the
kidnapper, she just couldn’t hide her disappointment.
Lysander’s care for Thalassa went far beyond what she had imagined. She had thought the ordeal
with the kidnapper was over after Lysander’s clever bluff. Little did she know, Lysander was stilltaking steps to apprehend the culprit.
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