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.

visiting Isabella, Thalassa wouldn’t have had the

days ago. How on earth did that turn her

possibly

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 your boyfriend,” Evelyn approached,

in, “Yeah, your boyfriend is so rich and loves you so much. If you become ugly or lose a hand or a

these “concerned” words, Isabella was so

they here to visit her or to kick her when

boyfriend have a very good relationship. True love isn’t just about appearance. If

now that she was

they felt awkward and

Thalassa had just arrived so

down by the bed, starting to chat with Isabella’s mother, asking, “Isabella was fine before;

at Isabella, seeing her red and swollen eyes, signaling her not to spill