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

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

could see

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

face was taut. He mused,

to voice her

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

heart clenched again, her thumb almost bitten through by

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

bright, white light instantly illuminated

against the glaring light. Before she could adjust to

She was picked up by Lysander

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 tucked away the stray hair from her forehead, revealing her

flickered as he scooped up soup and brought

turned away, not wanting to

no appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the

as his expression turned grim, “Eat up!”