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.

an invisible hand, the pain

rest. I’ll come for you in the morning,” Lysander’s deep, smooth voice broke the silence as he stood

bed, the moonlight casting a ghostly glow on his retreating silhouette. She didn’t want to see

sheen, reminiscent of a winter’s night when leaves are coated with a layer

sent an involuntary chill

walked out the door and closed it gently behind

Thalassa had been holding back. She Tay back down,

Thalassa’s eyes snapped open to the morning

bed and went to check on the

her. Had Lysander

she rushed outside and then saw four small figures in the vegetable patch, clustered around

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

more so I can cook them for your

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