The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 372

Unquestionably, this was the answer.

Thalassa maneuvered two chairs together to serve as her bed.

The chairs were of mahogany, devoid of any cushioning.

Sleeping on such a hard surface was frigid and uncomfortable.

But she had no choice. She couldn’t sleep on the floor.

Even though it was spring, the nights were still chilly.

Thalassa lay on the icy wooden surface without a blanket to cover herself.

She was so cold that goosebumps rose on her skin. Wave after wave of cold permeated her, chilling her to the bone.

Unable to sleep, she got up and rubbed her arms as she paced about, generating heat through friction to warm herself.

At first, this helped a bit, but as the night wore on, she grew colder, more tired, and hungrier.

With a grumbling stomach and her energy spent, she didn’t have the strength to continue.

She sat on the chair, leaning against the backrest. She remained still to conserve as much heat as possible.

She endured the night in this manner.

bathed everything in a cool and

freezing and starving, was weak and lethargic.

morning light entered her eyes as

squinted, unused to the brightness, and opened her eyes

tries

Daybreak had arrived.

slept a wink

low, and her mind was

harsh cold

to get up. She opened the door of the cottage and

to wrap her arms

to make out the layout

the daylight, she could see clearly.

the backyard was enclosed by a high, smooth wall. Climbing over the

to prevent anyone from climbing over it, either in or

scaling the wall

with

vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled the air with the

backyard was indeed beautiful, as the butler, Fitch, had previously

her current state, she had no inclination to appreciate the beauty around

to the back gate and pulled on it, but

hand

one answered, but