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?

clenched, her body curling

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

under the moonlight, he could see the

was in pain. She never forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her immense sorrow.

handsome face was taut. He mused, and

found the courage to voice her worries, “How is he

makeover,”

almost bitten through by her own

get up and eat something. You’ve been asleep for six

white light instantly

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

She was picked up by Lysander and helped to

had already been prepared on the bedside table. On it was a bowl of soup and an almond pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander

flickered as he scooped up

not wanting

had no appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She

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