Chapter 744
She abruptly realized that she was completely naked, while he was fully clothed..
Their situation was as stark as a class distinction, one high and mighty, leisurely and calm, looking down upon everything.
The other was in a state of panic, lowly and defenseless, easily crushed underfoot.
Thalassa pushed his hand away and hastily pulled the sheets to cover herself.
Lysander’s gaze flickered over her back, smooth as satin, marred by the varying shades of love bites.
His gaze subtly glimmered and deepened into a darker shade.
But he retracted his hand, reaching for a bag on the bedside table and placed it on the bed, “Get dressed and come eat.”
With that, he rose and walked over to the small dining table in the room; his gaze remained fixated on her.
Thalassa felt uncomfortable under his oppressive stare; she spoke softly, “Can you turn around, please?”
“Is there a part of you I haven’t seen? Why cover up?” Lysander retorted.
Thalassa bit her lips.
She felt a rush of heat which was unbearably hot.
Perhaps out of indignation, she shot him a glance and retorted, “I’ve seen you naked too. Why don’t you let me watch when you get dressed?”
How was that the same?
Lysander replied seriously, “Are you sure you want to see?”
Thalassa was taken aback as she quickly said, “I’m not sure… I don’t want to see!”
She was certain that if she had agreed, he would have disrobed on the spot and put on a show of dressing up again, in an attempt to level the playing
field.
What was important was that he was willing to do it.
But she wasn’t prepared to see that.
She had merely spoken out of irritation.
Every time she showed him a bit of anger or retorted at him, she was the one who ended up losing.
Unfortunately, she could never seem to control her temper because it was always so frustrating.
Even though he was the bully, she was the one who had to endure every time and bit her tongue.
She was a human with feelings as well. And there were times when she couldn’t take it anymore.
Lysander didn’t shift his gaze but Thalassa didn’t dare to say anything else. Was she really going to make him undress and get dressed again right in front of her?
She didn’t want that at all!
Swallowing her discomfort, she picked up the clothes and began dressing.
She could feel his simmering and intense gaze on her.
It made her back feel as if it was on fire.
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Thalassa held her breath and sped up to get herself dressed.
Once down from the bed, her legs buckled and she nearly pitched on her head. Nevertheless, she managed to steady herself on the bed.
She gritted her teeth in resentment. Lysander was so ruthless last night that he had nearly killed her.
Just as she was in a dilemma, Lysander’s towering figure moved towards her and supported her body.
“I need to freshen up first. Thalassa didn’t bother being polite and using him as a crutch.
Lysander helped her to the washroom, and once she was done, he helped her back to the dining table.
Thalassa hadn’t eaten since last night, and the sight of the spread of food on the table made her stomach grumble.
She quickly covered her stomach and shot an embarrassed glance at Lysander.
Lysander was nonchalant, “Sit down and eat.”
She had exerted a lot of energy last night and had skipped breakfast and lunch. It was normal for her to be hungry.
Thalassa sat down and picked up a pastry to satiate her hunger.