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.

leaving the hospital room, her pent-up emotions crumbled. Tears spilled from her eyes, and her chin quivered as she wept

she clutched the blanket, crying softly yet fiercely.

invisible wound seemed to tear open near her belly, pulling at her muscles with a

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

the one she had

that her mother passed away her baby also

that she was unable to

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

over, filled with

engulfing Thalassa. How he longed to go to her, to hold

front of him. Her determination to withdraw her

to her repression, bringing her more

she wouldn’t even allow herself to

him, Lysander’s fists clenched, his handsome face cast