"I get it, now let me go!" Thalassa retorted, turning her cheek away to avoid his hand, preferring to stare out of the car window instead.
Lysander huffed in response, saying nothing more. His tall frame reclined in the car seat as he commanded gruffly, "Drive!"
The driver, trembling slightly, started the car and drove off at his command.
Throughout the journey, Thalassa remained focused on the view outside the window. She was seemingly absorbed by the scenery but in reality, she didn’t really take anything into her eyes.
Lysander's aura was icy cold; the chillness was formed invisibly and made the atmosphere oppressively silent.
Thalassa sat rigidly and her breaths came out in careful and tense gasps.
Finally, they arrived at the entrance of Crawley Electronics. As soon as the car stopped, Thalassa practically fled, barely waiting for the door to fully open before she was out and away.
"I'll pick you up this afternoon!" Lysander's domineering voice echoed behind her.
Thalassa paused for a moment, her back stiffening. Without turning or responding, she walked off towards the company building.
Lysander was insisting on picking her up and intending to take her to Royal Estates. Thalassa knew she had no chance of refusing him.
Watching Thalassa disappear into the company building, Lysander instructed, "Drive."
The driver glanced at him nervously through the rear-view mirror before cautiously asking, "Mr. Sinclair, should we head to the hospital?"
"Why would we need to go there?" Lysander's tone was cold.
"Your hand..." the driver turned around to glance at the bloodied back of Lysander's hand.
The driver had noticed Lysander's injury when he first got into the car, but with Thalassa present and the apparent tension between them, he hadn't felt it was his place to say anything.
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