The Billionaire's Secret Quartet
Chapter 321
Chapter 321
“I gotta run,” Leopold said, “I’m here to fetch my jacket.”
Every word he had just said was genuine, no bullshit or sweet talk.
He really missed her.
He had been missing her for five years.
But even after five years, she wouldn’t forgive him.
Now, he could only meet her under some lame excuse.
“What jacket?” Thalassa seemed confused.
“The blazer I lent you last night,” Leopold answered.
Thalassa suddenly remembered. She went downstairs in her pajamas last night.
For some weird reason, Leopold insisted on draping his jacket over her.
don’t have it,” Thalassa said.
memento? You still love me, don’t you? Why can’t you overcome the obstacles
hearing this, Thalassa felt incredibly hassled and helpless. She calmly said, “You’re overthinking. I’ve told you many times. I have no feelings for you anymore. I didn’t return your jacket not because I don’t want to, but because my mom washed it. It’s all wet
by your place and grab it, and say hi to your mom,” Leopold said before
mom doesn’t want to see you. Are you downstairs
“Yeah.”
be right down,” Thalassa hung
to open the door, she
couldn’t go out in her pajamas again. So she dashed back to her room,
a dimly
stood under the streetlight, casting
was wearing a silver-grey blazer today, coupled with his chestnut hair. He had an air of a
maintaining a step’s distance. “The jacket is really wet. It’s hard to take down. How about this? I’ll mail it to your office when
in the bathroom of Lysander’s private villa. She had no idea if it was still
not, she
to buy a new one and give it to
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