The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 892

Startled, Thalassa quickly steadied herself and told him, “No need, I can manage.”

She hastily headed towards the bathroom, fearful that if she delayed, Lysander would come to carry her.

She was already utterly exhausted and truly drained.

If Lysander were to carry her to the bathroom, she knew what would ensue.

Not even bothering to dress, she endured the tenderness in her lower back and hurriedly made her way to the bathroom. Once the door was locked behind her, her tense nerves began to ease slightly.

Looking at herself, she couldn’t help but admire her own nerve for being able to walk to the bathroom in front of Lysander without a stitch of clothing on.

Their relationship had an intimacy that mirrored that of a typical married couple, with nothing hidden between them.

But to use the word ‘couple’ to describe her and Lysander was a mockery in itself.

Thalassa smirked at her own sarcasm, turned on the shower, and stood under the warm water to wash her body.

took her time to take a long shower. When she emerged, the

to work diligently. He would never neglect his work even

so devoted to Sinclair Group. To forsake all kin for the organization’s interests and his business, his aloofness could

bathrobe, Thalassa approached the bed and straightened the messy duvet. As

passion from the previous night.

before, Thalassa’s cheeks instantly

stripped the bed sheet and duvet cover, took them to the washing machine,

picked out a dress from the wardrobe to put on.

she realized that the living room was

upon seeing her looking around, approached her and politely said, “Ms. Everhart,

was surprised.

half-past three in the afternoon,” Fitch informed Thalassa of the time.

word ‘shocked’ wasn’t enough to describe her feeling.

up, and the curtains upstairs had been drawn the

had assumed it was still morning, but it was already half-past three in