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.

own heart clenched as though gripped by an invisible hand, the pain tightening its hold, making even his breaths heavy and

Lysander’s deep, smooth voice broke the silence as he stood and walked away.

ghostly glow on his retreating silhouette. She didn’t want to see him leave, but his overpowering presence was etched into her vision.

painted his dark figure with a frosty sheen, reminiscent of a winter’s night

was a sight that sent an involuntary chill through her heart, an urge

the door and

been holding back. She Tay back down, her

snapped open to the morning sun

of bed and

her. Had Lysander taken the kids

four small figures in the vegetable patch, clustered

extra for her,” Atticus’ little hands were full of green beans,

for your mom later,” Astrid said fondly, patting

still swollen from last night’s crying, the sight of the four adorable