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!”

toss of his words, Lysander glanced at her

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

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

force him to let her

leave and seek

strides, Lysander exited

her senses, propping herself up on the sink, her breathing still rapid as she

of fear rose

she thinking? Why didn’t she move? With her hair plastered wet over her

a moment of life and death, she

come in

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

must have taken…

to continue her scattered thoughts and hurriedly finished showering and wrapped herself in a towel.

longer in