Chapter 427
Thalassa jogged along, trailing behind him.
Upon getting into the car, Lysander’s handsome face remained cold as ice. Thalassa sat carefully, almost as if she was walking on eggshells.
She had no idea what she had done to upset him. Ever since they left the hospital, he had kept a stony expression, not uttering a word, let alone casting a glance at her.
Afraid of provoking him further, Thalassa kept her silence, too.
The neon lights of the city reflected off the sleek black car, casting an eerie yet mesmerizing rainbow of colors.
Before long, the car pulled into a parking spot outside a restaurant.
Lysander exited the car, with Thalassa following suit.
Seeing the name of the restaurant, a pang of surprise hit Thalassa. What a coincidence!
Just a while ago, Leopold had brought her here, and now Lysander had chosen the same place.
Did the Sinclair men favor this place?
Engrossed in her thoughts, Thalassa almost walked right into Lysander’s towering figure in front of her.
Luckily, she stopped just in time, or else the injury on her forehead would have worsened.
Lysander shot her a glance, his dark eyes unreadable. He reached out, taking hold of her hand, his voice deep and icy, “Pay attention when you walk.”
Thalassa remained silent.
Wasn’t it his sudden stop that had nearly caused the collision? And yet, he blamed her.
Lysander led her, his long stride carrying them towards the restaurant.
The doorman greeted them politely, “Welcome.”
The staff recognized Lysander, a VIP who frequently dined here. His arrival always prompted everyone to be on their toes, providing impeccable service.
But they had never seen Lysander with a woman before.
Seeing him arrive, with Thalassa, curiosity sparked in the doorman’s eyes. Upon closer inspection, he recognized her. She was the same woman Leopold had brought earlier!
Now, she was here with Lysander.
Surprised, the doorman couldn’t help but take a second look at Thalassa.
Thalassa, already feeling guilty about having been here with Leopold earlier, felt even more nervous upon being recognized by the doorman.
She quickly looked down, trying to become invisible, hoping to get through the night unscathed.
Thankfully, the doorman kept his mouth shut.
Lysander led Thalassa to a window-side table overlooking a beautiful sea of flowers and a fountain.
Upon first glance, Thalassa found the view breathtaking. However, her second look only brought about unease.
Because at this moment, sitting across from her was Lysander.
The waiter handed the menu to Lysander, who passed it to Thalassa.
Looking at the menu, she found that it was in French. Fortunately, she hadn’t forgotten all her French lessons and ordered the simplest dish, a steak.
Lysander said, “The usual.”
With that, the waiter took the menus away to prepare their orders.
Sitting opposite Lysander, Thalassa felt a pang of discomfort.
Just an hour ago, she had been here with Leopold, and the staff would surely remember her.
She was genuinely scared of being recognized at any moment.