The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 797

Leopold desperately wanted to keep Thalassa close, but he was powerless. His eyes, filled with pain, pulled back from the door, his teeth gritted as he endured the inner turmoil and anger.

His chest rose and fell gently as he turned to Amelia and Zephyr. “Mom, Grandpa, please leave. I want to sleep.”

He wouldn’t even risk hurting a single hair of Thalassa, yet his own family seemed intent on thrusting daggers into her heart at every turn.

Seeing Thalassa in such distress, and being unable to do anything about it, Leopold felt a deep despair gnawing in his heart.

With that, he lay down.

“Easy, take it slow. Don’t strain the wound,” Amelia cautioned as she gently helped him down, fearful of his wounds reopening.

Leopold, his hand tethered to an IV drip, pushed Amelia away. “Please leave, I really need to rest.”

His rejection was clear. He didn’t want Amelia to touch him.

heart ached. Why couldn’t Leopold let Thalassa go? But there was nothing she could do.

call the bodyguards outside, and they’ll get me right away,” Amelia said, tears streaming down her

his eyes, ignoring

Amelia’s heartache deepened.

saying, “Take care of

that, he led the way out of the hospital

Lysander’s four children, he and Sybil planned a wedding for Lysander to officially marry Thalassa,

and after a heated conversation with Sybil, Sybil tripped over a servant’s broom and tragically passed

beloved wife of several decades left

years overnight. His once vibrant spirit dampened,

touch the bedside. Without Sybil’s warmth, it felt cold and empty, igniting a heavy sense of loneliness

those who had

frame Evelyn and torment Sybil, or Robert, the housemaid who started it all, or Evelyn, who had argued with Sybil, leading

wouldn’t forgive any of