Chapter 1609
“Is it here?” Thalassa asked, her finger hovering uncertainly over the spot.
Lysander’s hand lifted, enveloping hers with a warmth that felt rough yet soothing. The moment their skins touched, Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, her hand momentarily freezing in place.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Holding her hand gently, Lysander placed it over his heart. “It hurts right here. Can you feel it?”
Laid against Lysander’s chest, Thalassa could feel the steady and powerful beating of his heart through her palm. It was a rhythm that spoke of strength and a certain masculine charm unique to him.
That heartbeat, pulsing beneath her hand, seemed to echo through her, quickening her own heartbeat. Ads by PubFuture
Thalassa, who had just managed to steady her breathing, found it suddenly erratic again. She looked up at Lysander, both nervous and incredulous. “Your heart hurts? Did I accidentally hit you too hard?”
“Mhm,” came Lysander’s deep, resonant reply.
Panicked and fearing the worst, Thalassa attempted to withdraw her hand to call for an ambulance.
But Lysander held it firmly in place, his grip insistent. “You’ve crashed into my heart.”
His voice, rich and smooth as a well-played cello, stopped Thalassa in her tracks. She stared at him, eyes wide and shimmering with disbelief. “What did you say?”
She had been worried she might have physically hurt him, but his unexpected confession left her stunned.
“You’ve been in my heart for a while now, but now you’re even deeper,” Lysander said, his gaze intense yet yet filled with a tenderness she hadn’t seen before. Gone was the usual dominance, replaced instead by a softness as comforting as the spring sun. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org
For a moment, Thalassa felt as if time had stopped, their eyes locked in a moment that seemed to capture the very essence of Lysander’s confession.
As seconds ticked by, her heartbeat began to recover, then raced, thundering like a drum in her chest. And in her palm, she felt his heartbeat, fast and fierce in O response to her own. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org S Ads by PubFuture
The Lysander she knew had always been cold, distant, and imperious To see this softer side of him, and to
left her feeling out of her depth. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org S
hear such words of affect” anda.n
Shifting her gaze away, she tried to lighten the mood. “You’re still joking, so I guess you’re alright.”
“Am I alright? Aren’t you worried about me?” Lysander asked, a hint of playfulness in his voice.
Thalassa’s cheeks burned with embarrassment and a mix of nervous excitement. “Of course I’m worried,” she protested. How could she not be?
She had feared he might have injured himself further, especially given his current mobility issues. Her concern for him was genuine, even if she struggled to express it.
Lysander’s happiness was evident, much like his reaction to their earlier passionate kiss. Even the fall couldn’t dampen his spirits, and he chuckled softly.
“And what about you?” he asked, tightening his grip on her hand over his heart, giving her no chance to escape.
“What?” Thalassa was momentarily lost for words.
“Do you love me?” Lysander asked directly.
At his question, Thalassa’s heart seemed to freeze, her entire being jolted by the sudden rush of emotion.
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