The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 362

Previously groggy from sleep, Lysander snapped fully awake at the sight of the incoming call. His obsidian eyes bore into the phone screen, a chill flickering in their depths.

Thalassa watched as he stared at the screen, her heart pounding like a boiling kettle on the stove. Every nerve in her body was tightly strung.

Please don’t answer it!

If he did, Evelyn would surely ask about her whereabouts, what she was doing, and how much the children missed her. If this call was answered and Evelyn discovered that she had spent the night with Lysander, let alone the events from a few hours prior, there would be hell to pay.

Worse still, if the topic of the children were brought up, Lysander would undoubtedly follow the trail right to them. She would lose everything: her wealth and her precious children. It was a result she couldn’t bear.

Lysander’s deep gaze flickered towards Thalassa, who was wide-eyed and taking shallow, careful breaths. He raised an eyebrow, his voice a low and seductive rumble, “You seem quite nervous.”

Thalassa’s heart thumped wildly as she tried to rein in her frantic emotions, “Of course I’m nervous. If my mom finds out I slept with you, I won’t be able to explain

it.”

her composure, she reached for his phone. Lysander lifted his hand out of her reach,

screen to answer the call. Thalassa felt her heart lurch and her nerves stretch to their breaking point.

about to answer, the ringing stopped. The call had been disconnected due to inactivity. Thalassa’s taut nerves only slightly relaxed at the sight, but she remained anxious, fearing Evelyn might call again.

He stretched his arm out, pulling Thalassa closer so that her

them, found herself drawn back. She felt a pang of

are we exactly?” She asked, trying to sound casual, “Are you going to

mouth, she felt Lysander’s arm stiffen beneath her head. The

means to be my woman. Don’t harbor any other illusions!” His icy words lingered as he withdrew his arm from beneath her head,

by his words, Thalassa felt a sharp pang in her heart. Seeing him, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly averted her gaze, not looking at him, and she

what he meant by ‘being his woman’. She was nothing more than