The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 395

Upon seeing the blood seeping from Thalassa’s forehead and her pale face, Leopold felt his breath hitched with worry.

Isabella watched as Leopold climbed into the ambulance with Thalassa, not even sparing a glance in her direction.

His indifference and rejection were starkly evident, impossible to hide.

A melancholy washed over her. She wasn’t sure if it was due to her heart growing cold, or because she was soaked to the bone, chilled to her very marrow.

The concern from the firefighters and the police officers did nothing to warm her heart.

Ever since she laid eyes on Leopold five years ago, her heart had been completely captivated by him, unable to forget him.

Over the years, even though she was with Clark, her mind constantly wandered back to Leopold.

She was so dedicated to him, yet he wished for nothing more than her demise.

Despair, anger, pain, and resentment chilled her more thoroughly than her drenched clothing ever could.

ambulance arrived at the hospital. Nurses rushed Thalassa into the

only when the doors of the emergency room

heart suspended in an anxious wait outside the

him and said, “Sir, you’re injured as well. You should have your wounds treated.”

scraped raw from the concrete, blood seeping from the abrasions. His gait was irregular, suggesting some

emergency room doors, and the sign that read “Emergency”. “I’m fine,” Leopold said, his bloodshot eyes never

for her to be stabilized. You can have your wounds dressed and then wait. Your injuries will

hers.”

of Thalassa’s critical condition. His heart sank further, and worry etched into his

a hint of impatience creeping into his voice.

the nurse didn’t press further and left to attend

heavy, his hands clenched, his gaze fixed on

ticked by, the sign

time felt as long as

turned into torment, pain, guilt, and