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!”

intimidating, and brooked

order. She tried

her head felt heavy. Her hand, propped up on

out to her, pulling her up. The

worried. He stepped forward, intending to support. Thalassa. “Lysander, Thalassa

moves.”

he could reach her, Lysander’s chill gaze shot

froze. His heart was filled with pain and anger, but he was helpless.

the bed, one arm around

handsome face was

the bed, his imposing presence was

the only one who got played. You weren’t the only

but he

Thalassa. “You tell him what

chest aching. She

her grip on the blanket,

anger, and his hand on her shoulder