Chapter 478
“If you truly care for your son, you wouldn’t be doing this. Instead, you should be offering him psychological support and helping him start anew.” Thalassa stood rigid, swallowing hard.
But what she said rang true.
Not just for her own safety, but for Leopold’s sake as well.
“Well, don’t pretend like you care about my son. Women like you are pretending to care but causing nothing but harm. Do you think I don’t know your game?” Amelia scoffed, glaring at Thalassa; her anger was so palpable.
Leopold was her only child, her precious gem. Since he was a baby, she had coddled him and put a fragile label on him.
Yet her baby son had nearly lost his life twice because of a woman.
If she didn’t get this woman out of his life completely, she might truly lose her son.
The thought of losing her beloved son caused Amelia a suffocating pain, leaving her in a state of fear and panic.
Thalassa noticed Amelia’s lack of control as the sharp point pressed harder into her cheek.
Thalassa winced at the sharp sting; if Amelia put any more pressure, it could puncture her skin.
She wanted to resist but felt weak, unable to even raise her hand to push her away.
“Amelia, calm down. Do you want your son to hate you?” Thalassa tried to reason with her.
“Let him hate me then. It’s better than him losing his life! Thalassa, I will ruin you now let’s see how you seduce men then!” Amelia hissed, pressing down.
The sharp point pierced Thalassa’s cheek.
Severe pain shot through her, making her cry out. The pain gave her a burst of strength, enough to push Amelia away.
Amelia was infuriated by Thalassa’s resistance.
“You wretch! How dare you resist?!” Amelia tightened her grip on the sharp object, charging at Thalassa like a demon unleashed.
Thalassa watched in horror as Amelia raised her weapon to strike. The blood-stained point gleamed dangerously under the light.
Her heart pounded in her chest.
Was this the end?
The door suddenly burst open; a tall imposing figure rushed in, kicking Amelia away.
Amelia was sent flying, dropping her weapon.
She glared at the intruder, “Who dares to…”.
Her harsh words were cut short when she saw Lysander. Her expression shifted from anger to fear, “Lysander, what are you doing here?”
Lysander ignored her, moving to Thalassa’s side. He pulled her up and saw the blood on her face..
Her pale clean face was marred with a bloody wound. The sight was horrifying.
Lysander didn’t have any tissues or handkerchief with him. He pulled her into his arms, pushing his sleeves against the wound to stop the blood from cascading
His eyes were icy cold. His glare was a blade shot to Amelia, “How dare you hurt my girl? Are you asking for death?”
Amelia gasped, “What? Thalassa is your girl?”
Her shocked words were cut short as she saw Lysander’s protective stance over Thalassa.
He was a man who cared about cleanliness, never tolerating any stain on his suit.
Yet now, he didn’t care about dirtying his suit and used his arm to stop Thalassa’s bleeding.
He cradled her in his arms in the most careful way, as if he was a man protecting his beloved girl.