The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1332

Lysander’s palm twitched faintly, still feeling the cool touch of her fingers lingering in his hand.

The chill seemed to seep right through to his heart.

His deep eyes shifted towards Thalassa. Her eyes were closed, clearly not in the mood to engage with him. Pretending to sleep, her trembling lashes betrayed her inner turmoil.

She couldn’t possibly be sleepy, could she? The pain in her heart was so deep. How could she find rest?

She simply didn’t want his company, that much was evident.

With a misty look in his profound gaze, he spared her one last glance before stepping out of the room. She was in a fragile state, and any more words from him would only serve as a sting.

She wanted solitude, so he would grant it to her.

Thalassa’s eyes remained shut, but every tiny nerve within her was on edge, attuned to every sound in the room.

hospital room, her pent-up emotions crumbled. Tears spilled from her eyes, and her chin quivered as she wept a muted, heart-wrenching sob.

up, she clutched the blanket, crying softly

body arched as an invisible wound seemed to tear open near her belly,

down to caress her belly. Aside from the sharp pain, it felt unchanged, yet a little life that

her child, the one she

that her mother passed away her baby also

so helpless that she was unable

raw and primal. It

over, filled with

the pain he felt was nothing compared to the agony engulfing Thalassa. How he longed to go

refused, holding back her immense grief instead of crying in front of him. Her determination to withdraw her hand from his gentle grasp reminded him that she

added to her repression, bringing her more pain.

wouldn’t even allow herself to cry.

resistance to him, Lysander’s fists clenched, his handsome face