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

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

words. But under the moonlight, he could see the glitter of

in pain. She never forgot about

taut. He mused,

courage to voice

morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s voice was solemn while

her thumb almost bitten through by

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

white light instantly

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

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

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

as he scooped up soup and brought it to

away, not wanting to eat.

from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have

as his expression turned grim,