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.
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