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

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

under the moonlight, he could see the glitter of tears in her

was in pain. She never forgot about Leopold,

was taut. He mused, and didn’t say a word.

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

is in the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,”

almost bitten through by

eat something. You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said as he switched on

bright, white light instantly illuminated the whole room.

she could adjust to the sudden brightness, Lysander scooped

was picked up by Lysander

soup and an almond pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked away the

as he scooped up soup and brought it to her

not wanting to

numb from the chilling sorrow. She

as his