The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 397

However, his reckless move to take Isabella down with him filled her with dread, fearing that he might do something foolish again.

Afraid that a straightforward rejection might provoke him further.

“She doesn’t care about you!” A cold, icy, and intimidating voice suddenly echoed at the entrance of the hospital room.

The air seemed to tremble with tension and a chilling aura swept through the room, making it difficult to breathe.

Thalassa tensed up instinctively, her gaze shifting towards the entrance.

There stood a man dressed in a finely tailored black suit, exuding a dignified business-like aura. His tall and straight figure radiated the stern demeanor of a military officer. His face was handsome and extraordinarily good-looking.

Striding into the room was Lysander!

Thalassa’s nerves tightened, her breathing becoming cautious.

Leopold noticed him too. His brow furrowed and his previously expectant face tightened instantly.

As Lysander walked up, he brushed Leopold aside, standing by the bed. His deep eyes glanced at Thalassa on the bed, his handsome face icy and stern. “Get up!”

was commanding, intimidating, and brooked no argument.

She tried to push herself

up on the bed, weakened, nearly causing

pulling her up. The grip was firm, far from

forward, intending to support. Thalassa. “Lysander, Thalassa had a concussion. She can’t

moves.”

reach her, Lysander’s chill gaze shot towards him,

was filled with pain and anger, but he was

bed, one arm around her waist, the other resting naturally on

was stern, radiating authority.

on the bed, his imposing presence was

night five years ago, you weren’t the only one who got played. You weren’t the only one who got betrayed,”

dimmed, not understanding what he meant, but he had a vague sense of something.

turned his gaze to Thalassa. “You tell him what happened that night, five years

chest aching. She was

on the blanket, unable to find the words.

with anger, and his hand on her shoulder tightened.