The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1135

Watching her struggle with a mix of helplessness and heartache, Thalassa couldn’t help but ask, “If you still care so much, why pretend it doesn’t bother you?”

“What good does it do to care? It just gives him more power to hurt me more,” Hertha replied with a grim face. She stared at the retreating figure of Alaric in the distance, murmuring to herself.

Thalassa heard her and understood all too well.

Caring for a man who didn’t love you back only made you fall deeper and allow him hurt you, intentionally or not. And you’re left powerless, with nothing to do but guard your own heart.

Hertha was a testament to that, and Thalassa was the same.

Thalassa didn’t try to stop her from drinking anymore. Instead, she signaled the bartender and ordered another cocktail and a juice.

you, with juice as my wine,” Thalassa said,

kisses us with pain, and to us who sing back. We’re quite the pair

her juice, while Hertha downed her fiery drink in one go.

drinks when Hertha suddenly looked as if she’d seen a ghost. She nudged Thalassa’s wrist and pointed ahead, saying,

wrapped around her slim waist, and the other playfully lifted her chin. He wore a roguish smile on his face as he

swaying her hips seductively, responded to Alaric’s advances with a coy smile, and their

reached to cover Hertha’s

was blocked, laughed and said, “Thalassa, are you trying to deny the obvious truth? I’m not your little kids. Do you think I won’t know what’s

to see to know what Alaric

comment, Thalassa silently took her hand away. She was feeling a mixture of melancholy and helplessness. She couldn’t even change her own situation, let alone help Hertha

painful to watch, yet she stared openly, with a cold, self-mocking laughter bubbling up inside her. This was the man she had chosen, and her taste was damn poor.