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.

dawn broke, the sun’s rays bathed everything in

the entire night freezing and starving, was weak and

her eyes as she opened them.

unused to the brightness, and opened her eyes

of tries to adjust to

Daybreak had arrived.

not slept a wink

her mind was

cold and hunger,

She opened the door of the cottage and

chilly, causing her to wrap her arms around herself

too dark to make out the layout of the

daylight, she could

wall. Climbing over the wall would require a ladder, and the wall was topped with sharp

to prevent anyone from climbing over it, either

scaling the wall seemed impossible.

she saw the well-maintained garden with its orderly arrangement of

vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled the air with the

butler, Fitch, had previously suggested

no inclination to appreciate the beauty

pulled on it,

raised her hand

first, no one answered,