Seeing those words, Thalassa's spine tensed up instinctively.
It was as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching her, sending chills down her spine.
Thalassa subconsciously looked back through the window towards the bustling street outside the restaurant. She couldn't spot Lysander anywhere.
He hadn't shown up, but he knew she was dining with Hertha.
Her every move seemed to be under his watchful eye.
This feeling of constant surveillance made Thalassa uncomfortable, and even her meal didn't taste right.
"Thalassa, what are you looking at?" Hertha suddenly asked.
Thalassa shook her head lightly. "Nothing."
She held her fork, her eyebrows furrowed. Watching Hertha enjoying her meal, she chose to say nothing.
Lysander was a dangerous man. Anyone who got involved with him ended up in trouble. Especially those related to her. If they unintentionally upset Lysander, their fate wouldn't be good.
Thalassa was now very worried about Hertha, her best friend. She shared everything with Hertha. The more Hertha knew, the more dangerous it was for her.
So from now on, she decided not to tell Hertha anything about her and Lysander, to avoid causing her unnecessary trouble.
With that thought, Thalassa picked up her phone and replied to Lysander's message.
[Just started eating, won't be done that soon. I won't be going back to Royal Estates today. You don't need to pick me up.]
After sending the message, she put her phone screen down on the table, to avoid seeing any new messages from Lysander.
She picked up her fork again and continued eating, faster and more vigorously. The more upset she was, the better she had to take care of herself.
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