The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 842

Nursing her thumb, silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks.

“You’re awake.” Lysander’s voice, deep and somber, echoed through the darkness.

Thalassa shivered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears. But the intense sensation of sourness in her throat was

uncontrollable.

“Why did he fall from the building?” she managed to ask Lysander, her voice trembling.

The room fell silent, the air filled with a chilling stillness.

Just as Thalassa thought she wouldn’t get an answer, Lysander spoke up, “No one expected it. He jumped down himself…”

No one expected him to do this, and hence, nobody was prepared to stop him.

He jumped off himself?

Why?

heart clenched, her body curling

watching her. She was facing away from him, her body curled up into a ball. She didn’t respond to

he could see the

forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her immense

handsome face was taut. He mused, and didn’t

long silence, Thalassa found the courage to voice her worries, “How is he now?”

post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s voice was

almost bitten through

asleep for six hours,”

instantly

against the glaring light. Before she could adjust to

was soft, limp and powerless. She was picked up by Lysander and helped to sit

which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked away the stray hair from her forehead, revealing

he scooped up soup and brought

turned away, not wanting to eat.

the chilling sorrow.

outstretched spoon hung in mid–air as his expression turned grim, “Eat