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.

Leopold let Thalassa go? But there was nothing

Your grandpa and I will leave. If you need anything, call the bodyguards outside, and they’ll get

closed his eyes, ignoring

Amelia’s heartache deepened.

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

way out

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

Thalassa’s mother suddenly arrived at the Sinclair’s house, and after a heated conversation with Sybil, Sybil tripped over

several decades left him in

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

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

who had caused Sybil’s death.

or Robert, the housemaid who started it all, or Evelyn, who had argued with Sybil, leading to

forgive any of