The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 130

Thalassa was like a wounded kitten. Her face was buried in his chest, tears streaming down ceaselessly. Her tears soaked Lysander’s shirt, hot, like boiling water, scorching his heart.

Lysander’s hand clenched her arm tightly, and finally, he embraced her, letting her cry her heart out.

Time trickled away.

After crying for a while, Thalassa’s emotions gradually calmed down, and her strength gradually recovered. Realizing she was in Lysander’s arms, she immediately straightened up and left his embrace. Her eyes were red as she said, “Sorry, I got your shirt wet, I’lI wash it for you.”

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

Lysander’s heart ached. Despite everything, she was still worried about dirtying his shirt. How low did she think of herself?

Lysander untied the rope on her hands, and asked, “What happened?”

should have ignored it because he was not one to meddle in other people’s affairs. But he thought of the fragrance on Thalassa, and how her skin felt so similar to the woman who saved him

with

and headed for the hotel. And found that things were not as he thought Thalassa did

breadth away

question, and thinking about what just happened, Thalassa was filled with fear and dread, tears

cab home, but I didn’t expect the driver to be John. I realized something was wrong on the way, and asked him to stop, but he didn’t, and drove straight to this parking lot, tied me

on, tears flooded, her throat was hoarse, and her heart was filled with

number, ‘There’s a kidnapper here. Come take him away, I’ll talk to

came and took John

Lysander drove Thalassa home.

a faint scent of sandalwood and his body heat. It gave her an unprecedented sense

Lysander focused on

they arrived at where Thalassa