Chapter 488 Yielding When Necessary

• Lysander didn't respond. It was unclear whether she was unable to speak or if her consciousness was blurring. She closed her eyes and slowly rested her head against the leather chair behind her, maintaining her silence in a position far more comfortable than leaning over the coffee table.
• This position brought her even closer to Josiah than before.
• Just like the previous night, Josiah could smell the faint fragrance of Lysander's hair. His furrowed brows relaxed, and he said with a hint of urgency, “You're already suffering from such high fever, yet you're still focused on others' matters. You should focus more on yourself and less on others.”