The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1338

Breathing ragged and heart racing, Thalassa stared at Lysander, her words deliberate and tense, “I’m not one for daydreams, and I’d appreciate it if Mr. Sinclair didn’t try to force them on me!”

Her statement, though resolute, carried an undertone of self-deprecation, echoing like a speck of dust in its insignificance.

Once upon a time, she had indeed fantasized about marrying Lysander, and she had asked him more than once if he would ever take her as his wife. What was his response?

He told her not to daydream!

Now she was wide awake and clear-minded, and her only desire was to stay far away from Lysander.

Yet there he was, showing up in the dead of night, proposing to her!

Shock gave way to a bitter, mocking desolation in Thalassa.

Lysander caught the rejection in her voice, along with the desolate tone of a heart that had been wounded and scarred.

hand, the pain tightening its

Lysander’s deep, smooth voice broke the silence as he

propped herself up in bed, the moonlight casting a ghostly glow on his retreating silhouette. She didn’t

with a frosty sheen, reminiscent of a winter’s night

that sent an involuntary chill through her heart, an urge to flee.

door and closed it gently

sound of the door shutting unleashed the tears Thalassa had been holding back. She Tay back down, her heart drowning

Thalassa’s eyes snapped open to the morning sun so bright it

She got out of bed and went to check on the

sense of crisis hit her. Had Lysander taken the

then saw four small figures in the vegetable patch, clustered around

green beans. Let’s pick extra for her,” Atticus’ little hands were full of green

more so I can cook them for your mom later,” Astrid said fondly, patting Atticus’ head.

the sight of the four