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.

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

deep, smooth voice broke the silence as he stood and

his retreating silhouette. She didn’t

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

sight that sent an involuntary chill through

and closed it gently behind him.

of the door shutting unleashed the tears Thalassa had been holding back. She Tay

to the

awareness. She got out of bed and

hit her. Had Lysander taken the kids away?

then saw four small figures in the vegetable patch,

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

I can cook them for

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