fantishu
Chapter 199
Chapter 199
Chapter 199
At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a kil
ler body, saw the luxury car
Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.
Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man
He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.
Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.
The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached
the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”
And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive
Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram
The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment an
d helplessness.
She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–
looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring
an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”
The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the e
ye of such an outstanding man?
Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the w
heel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.
Was it Lysander who had called her?
Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him.
“Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”
Realizing she was still holding her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s seri
ous demeanor, she quickly hid it behind her back.
In her haste, she accidentally flung the ice cream, which landed smack on the face of the beautiful wom
an.
“Ah!” The woman screamed in shock.
Thalassa, terrified, hurriedly rushed over, pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s face.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
In the midst of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all over her face.
The beautiful woman shrieked and pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch me, my face, my make
up.”
She started crying, feeling utterly devastated.
Her fake eyelashes fell off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation cl
umped and flaked off, making her look like a clown.
Thalassa felt incredibly guilty, hands clasped together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t m
ean to.”
“Hmph, country bumpkin!” The woman
huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels, both furious and embarrassed.
Thalassa was taken aback. Was the woman referring to her as a country bumpkin?
Lysander watched as Thalassa accidentally smeared ice cream all over the woman’s face, exposing he
r ruined makeup. The whole scene was hilariously entertaining.
A smirk tugged at the Corner of his mouth.
This woman was indeed interesting, compared to the perfect, well–
mannered ladies of high society, she seemed more lively and fun..
Lysander got out of the car, walked over to Thalassa, and took her hand.
His hand was slightly rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of war
mth spreading through her heart.
The sensation took her by surprise, causing her to instinctively jerk her hand away.
But she didn’t pull her hand out of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her towards the car. “L
et me drive you home.”