The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 943

Lysander’s handsome face was taut, his eyes fierce as he barked, “What the hell are you doing?!”

Startled by his abrupt growl, Thalassa gasped for air, her mouth wide open as she breathed in the fresh air desperately.

After several urgent breaths, the suffocating feeling eased slightly.

When Thalassa opened her eyes, she met Lysander’s icy gaze, staring at her intently. His sharp eyes seemed to carry a hint of worry amid their severity.

“I’m showering,” Thalassa responded, her breaths quick and uneven.

“Trying to suffocate yourself in the shower? Thalassa, are you trying to test my patience?” Lysander’s grip on her shoulder was too firm, betraying his tension.

“Ouch…” Thalassa winced as her shoulder blades felt like they were about to snap, her body stiffening.

Realizing he was hurting her, Lysander’s grasp softened slightly.

Fixing his gaze on her eyes, his expression remained stern and tense. “Why didn’t you find it uncomfortable earlier? If I catch you treating yourself like this again, I won’t let it slide!”

at her pale face, clenched his teeth,

sound of water splashing on the floor echoed in Lysander’s ears,

handsome face darkened, resembling a sky weighed down by storm clouds. His eyes took on a tint of crimson, and his sharp eyebrows twitched ever so slightly. The hands hanging by his side tightened, the veins on the back of them bulging from

to let her go by doing this? Wishful thinking!

to leave and seek her own love, to marry

strides, Lysander exited the room.

finally came back to her senses, propping herself up on the sink, her

fear rose within her.

hair plastered wet over

a moment of life and death, she

Lysander had come in

she saw the bathroom door lock broken, a hole through the

must have taken…

scattered thoughts and hurriedly finished showering and wrapped

no longer in the