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

stopping only when the doors of the emergency room closed,

eyes were red-rimmed, his palms clenched, and his heart suspended in an

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

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

emergency room doors, and the sign that

persuade him, “It will take some time for her to be stabilized. You can have your wounds dressed and then wait.

hers.”

Leopold back to the reality of Thalassa’s critical condition.

a hint of impatience

press further and left to attend to her

his gaze fixed on the

the sign

short span of time felt as long

into torment, pain, guilt, and