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.

the hospital room, her pent-up emotions crumbled. Tears spilled from

the blanket, crying softly yet

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

the intensity of her agony, reaching down to caress her belly. Aside from the sharp pain, it

one she had

her mother passed away her

so helpless that she

could hear Thalassa’s cries, raw and primal. It was as if something was tearing

misted over, filled with

was nothing compared to the agony engulfing Thalassa. How he longed to go to her, to hold her

front of him. Her determination

presence only added to her repression, bringing her

wouldn’t even allow

her resistance to him, Lysander’s fists clenched, his