Chapter 364
The problem lay with Lysander, not with the bodyguards.
Thalassa was sharp enough to discern that.
She swallowed her frustration, pulled out her smartphone, and dialed Lysander.
The phone connected, her voice filled with indignation, “Why won’t you let me leave?”
“Think back on what I told you last night.” Then Lysander hung up.
Thalassa had more to say, but then realized the call was over.
Her heart sunk deeper into a pit of despair.
She tried to recall their conversation.
Last night, she had intentionally embraced Lysander to retrieve the pacifier lying on the couch, even telling him she would come looking for him.
Lysander had said that as she wished, she was not allowed to leave his side.
Did he mean to lock her up, to make her his personal possession?
She was a person, not an object!
Remembering Lysander’s words from last night and realizing the reason behind his refusal to let her go, Thalassa felt a surge of despair and helpless anger.
She assertively demanded the bodyguards to step aside.
They obstinately refused.
She stepped back and tried to make a run for it.
But before she could even reach the front door, she was blocked by the bodyguards arm, carried back into the living room, and seated on the couch.
Afterwards, the bodyguards returned to their posts at the entrance.
Thalassa ran her fingers through her hair in annoyance. She realized that brute force wouldn’t work. She needed a clever plan.
Thinking about the aftermath of her previous escape attempt, Thalassa shuddered in fear.
She finally understood what Lysander meant by facing the consequences if she dared to run away.
Those consequences were too dreadful. She didn’t want to experience them again.
It seemed that she couldn’t run away. She had to gain Lysander’s approval and convince him to let her go willingly..
Seeing her sitting on the couch, alternately pulling at her hair and zoning out, Fitch realized that she was upset about being confined.
He approached her with a friendly smile, suggesting, “Ms. Everhart, you could watch some TV, or take a walk in the backyard. The flowers are in bloom right now. The view is quite pleasant.”
Lysander had never brought a woman home before, yet he had brought this woman home twice. Despite Lysander’s cold attitude, Fitch could tell that she was special to Lysander.
Fitch treated Thalassa with the same respect he showed towards his employer.
Thalassa raised her head slowly, giving Fitch a slight nod in acknowledgment.
She had no interest in admiring flowers at the moment. All she wanted was to escape from Lysander’s territory. Only then would she be safe.
Moreover, she had promised the kids that she would join them in the countryside in a few days.
The children would worry if they couldn’t see her.
Seeing her listless yet polite response, Fitch nodded slightly and went about his other duties.
After spacing out in the living room for a while, Thalassa stood up and walked upstairs. She was unfamiliar with the layout.
The only place she had been was the master bedroom.
So, she returned to the master bedroom and closed the door behind her.