The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1161

It was Lysander!.

Tears streamed down Thalassa’s face as she caught sight of him. Just then, the flames reached her feet, igniting the gasoline that soaked her clothing.

With a whoosh, the fire exploded on Thalassa, spreading rapidly over her.

“Thalassa!” Lysander roared, sprinting forward to smother the flames with his own body.

But the gasoline on her made it impossible to extinguish the fire completely, though his efforts did reduce the blaze enough for the ropes binding her to snap.

Lysander’s large hands worked swiftly to rip the ropes from Thalassa’s body, his heart pounding as he struggled with her clothing.

If he could just get her clothes off, the fire would lose its fuel.

The fire scorched Thalassa’s skin, the pain sharp and searing. She gasped for air, trying her best to fight through the agony.

Lysander tore at her clothes with desperate speed, disregarding his own clothes as they caught fire.

his jacket and used it to beat out the flames on Thalassa’s body, even as his own trousers smoldered.

on Thalassa, he scooped her up and bolted from the fiery circle.

arms, Thalassa’s body trembled

her tight as if she were a fragile, priceless treasure that might shatter

embrace.

his pant leg, he strode quickly to his car, laying Thalassa down before finally snuffing out the flames

leg, he wasted no time jumping into the driver’s seat and speeding away.

in the back, her breaths ragged, consciousness fading, hair singed and brittle.

Thalassa’s limp form, Lysander’s heart was knotted and

on. We’re almost at the hospital…”

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in a rough whisper as he drove.

spoke to give her hope, to urge her to hold on

her eyelids