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.

the pain

you in the morning,” Lysander’s deep, smooth voice broke

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

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

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

the door and closed it gently

holding back. She Tay back down, her heart drowning in a wave of sour anguish.

snapped open to the morning sun so bright it nearly blinded

of bed and went to check on

her. Had

saw four small figures in

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

cook them for your mom later,” Astrid said fondly, patting

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