Chapter 57 Soft Lips on His Finger

It happened many years ago. Thalia would have forgotten all about it if Tyren hadn't brought it up again. The truth was that many of her memories with Tyren had gradually become vague after she fell in love with Alden. If Tyren hadn't come back, she probably would have forgotten what he looked like. Thalia couldn't help looking up and staring at Tyren's roguishly handsome face. She gazed at him in a daze as she thought about how elegant he looked when he was cooking, and how patiently he had peeled her prawns for her. He had been so gentle as he wiped the corner of her mouth, and domineering when he was on top of her. Thalia's face burned again, and she said in a slightly whiny tone, "It went up my nose and felt terrible." "It was my fault. I shouldn't have force-fed you," Tyren said. He picked up the thermometer and looked at it. Her temperature had risen substantially. The doctor had told them that her fever would come and go for a few days, and that she had to take her med