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Chapter 477
A new light bulb in her head was reminding her of something crucial.
Lysander had left. And he didn’t bring any pills!
She had to get up and get some herself.
She couldn’t afford to get pregnant now, or else she would be the one who got hurt.
Dragging her weary body, Thalassa got up, took a shower, and dressed up ready to go out.
She glanced at the necklace on the sofa. She decided not to wear it at first.
But when Lysander’s angry face flashed through her mind, she bent down to pick it up and put it
around her neck.
Lysander had insisted that she wear the necklace at all times, never to take it off.
His authoritative tone still echoed in her ears. Thalassa was apprehensive and decided to wear it even
though she was just stepping out for a moment.
She grabbed something to eat first and then headed to the pharmacy for the pills.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she left the pharmacy and was on her way to the grocery store for a bottle of water, she suddenly
felt a hand cover her mouth from behind.
She struggled for a moment, and then everything went black.
When she woke up again, Thalassa felt weak and limp.
She was lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Where was she?
What drug had been’smeared on the cloth that was used to cover her mouth?
Why was she so powerless?
“You’re awake? A seductive woman like you will never learn your lesson without a taste of pain,” a
woman’s harsh words echoed around her.
Mustering all her strength, Thalassa raised her body towards the sound. She saw a woman with a
meticulously made-up face and dressed in opulent jewelry. She looked dignified and elegant, yet she
was holding a sharp ice pick; its metallic glint was cold under the light.
She was fiddling with the ice pick.
The woman was Amelia. Thalassa recognized her.
In fear, Thalassa moved back a bit and asked cautiously, “Amelia, what are you doing?”
Amelia’s mascara-coated eyelashes fluttered, and she sneered, “What am I doing? I told you before,
stop seeing Leopold. You broke your promise today. And I also told you, if you didn’t listen, it wouldn’t
be just a warning.”
She slapped the ice pick in her hand, looking calm yet dangerously composed.
Thalassa’s panic seeped into her bones. Amelia didn’t seem to be in her right mind. Was she planning
to kill her?
She was completely powerless now, her body numb, unable to even stand
If Amelia wanted to kill her, she had no ability to resist.
Thalassa tried to reason with her, “Today was a coincidence. I didn’t meet him intentionally. It was just
an encounter. I even told him that we should forget about each other and be strangers.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe honestly didn’t see Leopold, and she didn’t want to meet him either. Being strangers would be
better for both of them. She wished him happiness and didn’t
want him to waste time on her.
“What’s this, then?” Amelia pulled out a bag and tossed it beside her. Inside the bag was a box of pills.
Thalassa took a closer look and recognized those pills she had bought.
Maybe Amelia thought she had brought Leopold home.
Thalassa explained, “We didn’t see each other after Leopold and I separated at the mall.”
“Really? How can I trust you?” Amelia suddenly snapped. She stood up, walked over, and squatted in
front of her. She grabbed Thalassa’s face and held the ice pick against her cheek.
“Such a pretty face is like a magnet to men. What if I were to poke a few bloody holes in it? Even
animals would be afraid of you, let alone humans. Do you think you could still seduce my son then?”
Amelia gritted her teeth, the sharp edge of the Ice pick tracing Thalassa’s face.
It could pierce through Thalassa’s face at any time.
She could feel the cold metal against her skin, chilling her to the bone.
Thalassa was on high alert, her nerves stretched taut.