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.

the ambulance arrived at the hospital. Nurses rushed Thalassa

hobbled after them, stopping only when the doors of the emergency room closed, blocking

red-rimmed, his palms clenched, and his heart suspended in an anxious wait

approached him and said, “Sir, you’re injured as well. You should have

the concrete, blood seeping from the abrasions. His gait was irregular, suggesting some kind of leg injury.

nurse’s concern, Leopold was absent-minded. His attention was fully focused on the emergency room doors, and the sign that

for her to be stabilized. You can have

hers.”

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

fine!” he responded, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice.

nurse didn’t press further and left to attend to

hands clenched, his

by, the

of time felt

turned into torment, pain, guilt, and anxiety.