The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 192

A woman lay on the bed, plastered from head to toe–literally. Her face was so swollen, Thalassa couldn’t even recognize Isabella. Her mouth puffed up like she’d been stung by a bee, her eyes were swollen like light bulbs; her whole face looked like an over–inflated

balloon

By just looking, she couldn’t really tell whether she was a guy or a gal.

Only the long hair scattered over her shoulders gave a hint that she might be a dame.

Beside her bed huddled a group of old folks, distant relatives who’d heard that she’d been hospitalized and came to pay her a visit.

In their village, it’s a tradition that when someone got sick and ended up in the hospital, a group of friends and family would be organized to come and check on them.

Evelyn was one of those invited, so she came with Thalassa and the kids to visit Isabella.

Thalassa walked into the room, gazing curiously at the person on the bed.

Thalassa wouldn’t have had the slightest clue that the woman lying there was

slapping Isabella a few times just two days ago. How on earth did that

have possibly resulted in this

to see you. Oh dear, you poor thing, bone injuries take a long time to heal. You need to rest up; only after you recover can you get married to

much. If you become ugly or lose a hand or a foot, he could be snatched by someone else. So, you’ve got to take good

words, Isabella was so mad she

her or to

also displeased, saying, “Our Isabella and her boyfriend have a very good relationship. True love isn’t just about appearance. If there’s a solid

relatives who usually saw Isabella doing so well, now that she was in an unfortunate situation, spoke with sarcasm

Isabella’s mother, they felt awkward and made excuses

arrived so it’d be awkward to leave with

with Isabella’s mother, asking, “Isabella was fine before; how did she suddenly

and swollen eyes, signaling her not to spill