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

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

his eyes, ignoring her.

Amelia’s heartache deepened.

before saying, “Take care of yourself. Don’t

led the way out of the hospital room.

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

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

decades left him

was devastated, seeming to age ten years overnight. His once vibrant spirit dampened, his days filled with

would reach out to touch the bedside. Without Sybil’s warmth, it felt cold and

those who had caused Sybil’s

Evelyn and torment Sybil, or Robert, the housemaid who started it all, or

any