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.

sun’s rays bathed everything in a cool and radiant

having spent the entire night freezing and starving, was weak

morning light entered her eyes as

the brightness,

of tries to adjust to the light.

Daybreak had arrived.

had not slept a

spirit was low, and her mind was extremely

even amidst the harsh cold and hunger, she couldn’t

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

was chilly, causing her to wrap her arms around herself for warmth.

night had been too dark to make out the layout of the

she

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

anyone from climbing over it, either in or out.

scaling the

saw the well-maintained garden with its orderly arrangement

tulips in full bloom. Their vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled

butler, Fitch, had previously suggested

she had no inclination

the back gate and pulled on it,

hand and knocked.

no one answered, but she