The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1070

Lysander’s breath was heavy, his eyes smoldered a deep crimson, and a vein throbbed at his temple. His jaw was clenched tight, and the hand gripping her chin was so tense that the veins on the back of his hand stood out.

This woman, even now, acted as if he couldn’t care less, still deceiving him!

Her aloofness and nonchalance, all fueled Lysander’s rage. He really should just strangle her! His grip tightened.

“Ouch, that hurts…” Thalassa winced, her features contorted with pain. She struggled to breathe as the pain was unbearable. A pained cry escaped her throat.

Lysander’s red eyes flickered. Her cry of pain seemed to tug at his nerves, fueling his fury to the point he wanted to kill her, yet his hand involuntarily loosened its grip.

“I will get to the bottom of the truth! You’d better stay put and behave yourself!” Lysander grounded out the icy words through clenched teeth, let go of her chin, and stormed out of the hospital room.

The oppressive coldness withdrew, and the sharp pain in her jaw eased as Thalassa’s tensed body slumped. Her hands propped her up on the bed. She bent over as she gasped for air, her rapid breathing turning into coughs.

flared up again with

her free hand, trying to ease the

instantly called for a doctor. But now, hearing her

carried was his, which explained his earlier concern. But now, suspecting that the child might be Callum’s, he couldn’t

laughed bitterly, her eyes stinging

he never considered her situation or cared for her feelings, yet insisted on

was he so domineering?

would spare them both the

them both if she could just

to calm her

went from self-mockery to a gradual stillness

miserable she felt, she had to console herself, regulate her mood,

if Lysander didn’t believe the child was his, it was still hers, and she would love her