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

her. She was facing away from

the moonlight, he could see the

was in pain. She never forgot

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

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

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

heart clenched again, her thumb almost bitten through

for six hours,” Lysander said as he switched on

light instantly illuminated the whole

Before she could adjust to the sudden brightness, Lysander scooped her up

entire body was soft, limp and powerless. She was picked up by Lysander and helped to sit at the head of the

almond pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked

flickered as he scooped up soup and brought it to her

away, not wanting to

appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the

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