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.

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

bodyguards outside, and they’ll get me right away,” Amelia

eyes, ignoring her.

Amelia’s heartache deepened.

for a moment before saying, “Take care of yourself. Don’t overthink.”

that, he led the way out of the hospital room.

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heated conversation with

decades

ten years overnight. His once vibrant spirit dampened, his days filled with less hope.

morning when he woke up, out of habit, he would reach out to touch the bedside. Without Sybil’s warmth, it felt cold

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