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As Zephyr spoke, Susan’s families exchanged knowing smiles, their faces lighting up with such joy that

it seemed as if beams of happiness might burst from their eyes.

Susan, whose heart had been seething with anger moments before, felt a wave of calm wash over her

at Zephyr's words. She couldn't help but crack a smile. That smile, however, pulled at her tender

cheeks, and she winced with the sting.

She quickly covered her face with her hands.

Lucy was the first to catch on. With a flattering smile, she said to Zephyr, "Our dear Susan is utterly

devoted to Mr. Lysander. If she could stay by his side, she'd guard him day and night without a

second's hesitation. Even if it meant risking her own life, she wouldn't flinch."

Lucy saw an opportunity and seized it, hoping to position Susan closer to Lysander. If Susan could

snag the role of Lysander's lady, the doors to fortune could swing wide open for them.

Bruce chimed in, "Absolutely, Susan was just telling us how she can't bear the thought of Lysander in

danger without someone by his side. She wishes she could be with him around the clock."

The ambitions of the Bruce family were laid bare for everyone to see.

Should Susan find her place beside Lysander, what need would her family have to worry about money

again?

Bruce had gambled away a lifetime of savings in the stock market, thanks to Lucy's ill-advised trading.

He'd been like a headless fly ever since, buzzing around in constant agitation without direction.

He'd called Thalassa several times, demanding money, but was refused every time.

He no longer had any control over Thalassa and needed to prop up Susan to keep the cash flowing.

After all, she was still his flesh and blood.

Thalassa had long known about Susan's designs on becoming Lysander's woman and the lengths to

which she would go for that. There had been that incident with the drugged wine, hoping to seduce him

in his vulnerable state.

Now, she was leveraging her role in saving Lysander to seek a place by his side.

Watching the eager faces of the family, Thalassa sneered inwardly with disdain.

Her gaze inadvertently drifted to Lysander, who stood just a step outside the ward. Their eyes met, his

impenetrable gaze seeming to pierce through her.

The intensity of his stare caused Thalassa's heart to skip, and she quickly looked away.

If he was so grateful to Susan, let him show his gratitude himself. Susan had always wanted to be his

woman, and granting her wish would be the ultimate thank-you.

Lysander's deep eyes clouded with annoyance as he saw Thalassa's drifted gaze.

"You've been kind," Zephyr said, "but Lysander doesn't need a woman right now. Wouldn't want his

future wife getting jealous. The Sinclair family has already taken care of the hospital bills, so there's no

need for you to worry."

He couldn't stand by and watch Bruce’s family slander Thalassa. He had brought her here to clear up

the rumors that she was out to harm Lysander, not to fuel them further.

After all, he was telling the truth.

With that statement, Susan cast another shadow on Thalassa's character, implying she was fickle and

flirtatious—supposedly Lysander's woman, yet entangled with Ethan. Re?d at Dr?mа?оvеls.com

Ethan snapped, "Susan, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Her face wore the mask of someone oppressed and forced into admitting unfounded accusation.