The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1337

The tears she had just fought back now cascaded down once again.

Her heart ached as if she was suffocating. The last person she wanted to see at this moment was Lysander.

Lysander felt her trembling hands as she tried to push him away. Her slender waist now seemed even more fragile, quivering uncontrollably.

Lysander’s heart ached. He didn’t let go, instead wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace. His arms held her tight, his chin resting on her head as he exhaled a worried breath. “Let me hold you.”

Thalassa had intended to push him away, but his arms were strong, and her own petite frame could not budge him in the slightest.

His warm breath fanned the top of her head, and she could clearly smell the familiar scent of sandalwood on him, a scent that had become etched into her very bloodstream over countless nights.

His deep voice was filled with desolation and tenderness, insisting on holding her close.

strength of his chest and the steady beats of his heart. It

every cell in her body quivering

her body, familiar with his presence, longed for his embrace. A fearful realization struck Thalassa

shaky hands to push him away, “Please go. I’m begging you not to bring

it had been viciously struck by a sharp blade, a dull pain throbbing

past, and now she

breathed heavily, his voice calm

silence for refusal and resisted even more fiercely. Straightening up, she determined to get rid of his embrace. “Lysander, I have nothing left.

shook, her voice frail and

Leave her be?

pierced Lysander’s heart, muddling

thinking about

breath burned, his voice low and husky with emotion, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner that you weren’t Bruce’s