The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1199

Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, thrown off rhythm by the memory of his response to her question that day. Her pulse raced erratically, seeking escape from the turmoil within.

She quickly averted her gaze, refusing to look at his profile any longer, focusing straight ahead, and fell silent.

Lysander, the kind of man whose emotions were as intense as his possessiveness, was suffocating and painful.

She was just an ordinary woman, unable to bear the weight of his oppressive affection.

Nor could she imagine a life indefinitely by his side without any formal acknowledgment. All she yearned for was a simple, tranquil existence.

The car pulled to a stop in the driveway of the Royal Estates.

Experience had taught her if she didn’t hurry out, Lysander would come and scoop her up in a princess carry that was as embarrassingly intimate as it was heart-fluttering, making her feel utterly uncomfortable. Especially with so many servants around, their eyes inevitably catching the scene, leaving her blushing and shy.

car came to a halt, she hastily pushed the door open and stepped out onto the solid ground, heading

signaled Lysander’s exit. She quickened her pace, nearly running into the living room.

staff in their cleaning when he saw her.

you. Carry on,” Thalassa replied cordially.

her before she could react, her feet lifted from

her hands instinctively reaching for something stable

Lysander’s neck, her body steadied, her panicked heart found its pace, and her anxious eyes

radiating an unshakeable strength and a

teased her cheeks.

heart, yet to settle, began

against the spot where Lysander’s chest met her left breast,

intense as he saw her startled look.

quickly lowered their heads, pretending to see nothing, busying themselves with their tasks,