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.

a long shower. When she emerged, the bed was empty;

was one to work diligently. He would never neglect his work

organization’s interests and his business, his aloofness could reach to

Thalassa approached the bed and straightened the messy duvet. As she did, she spotted a stain on the bed.

Lysander’s passion from

of the night before,

them to the

to the room and picked out a

that the living room was unusually quiet. She looked around to see what

said, “Ms. Everhart, Lysander has already left. Lunch is served on the

was surprised.

three in the afternoon,”

‘shocked’ wasn’t enough to describe

time when she woke up, and the curtains upstairs had been drawn the whole time, making it impossible for her to tell

still morning, but it