The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1105

Thalassa rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath.

She had tried to warn him but to no avail. Wasn’t he the least bit grossed out that he was eating the spaghetti she had already twirled on her fork, with her saliva all over it?

Evelyn, holding a fresh plate of steaming spaghetti, was about to set it down in front of Lysander when she noticed that he was already digging into the one Thalassa had been eating from.

Evelyn shot Thalassa a surprised look, realizing that Lysander had taken the initiative himself. She placed the extra plate beside Lysander and turned to Thalassa, “Sweetie, you sit and eat. I’m beat. Off to bed for me.”

With that, Evelyn spun on her heel and headed to her room.

Evelyn might have been a straight-shooter and liked to nag Thalassa and vent her frustrations, but she was no fool.

She knew she’d be the third wheel if she stayed. So, she briskly retreated to her room, leaving them to their privacy.

Thalassa could read Evelyn’s mind like an open book. Her mother would rant about Lysander hogging her youth without taking responsibility, yet she also orchestrated opportunities for them to be together. Thalassa could never quite figure out her mother’s angle.

next to Lysander, exactly where Evelyn had deliberately placed the spaghetti, obviously to position her close

pursed her lips, picked up a fork, and elegantly started eating

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Lysander’s deep voice resonated with a note of

her lips together. She

spaghetti and the soft

the better of her, and she glanced at Lysander. He ate his spaghetti with such grace and

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making some noise – something that highlighted the gap between them.

her throat, Thalassa focused on finishing her meal.

stood up to clear the plates and wash them in the kitchen. Coming back, she intended to ignore Lysander and head straight

just as she passed the dining table, Lysander’s baritone voice halted

took a deep breath, and fought the urge to walk away.