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?

her body curling tighter.

bed, watching her. She was facing away from him, her body

moonlight, he could see the

that she was in pain. She never forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her

taut. He mused, and

courage to voice

a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s

her thumb almost bitten through by her

something. You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said

light instantly illuminated the

against the glaring light. Before she could adjust to the sudden brightness, Lysander scooped her up from the bed.

and powerless. She was picked up by Lysander and

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

deep eyes flickered as he scooped up soup and

away, not wanting to

taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the

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