The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1364

Thalassa fought to contain the fear and pain welling up inside her, convincing herself that Lysander had merely fallen asleep.

She called out to him, certain he would awaken.

But no matter how loudly she called his name, there was no response.

Her hands, wrapped around his back, felt a warm, sticky liquid. Even without looking, she knew it was Lysander’s blood.

Before he had collapsed, his mouth had been oozing fresh blood.

Her cheek brushed against his, still warm to the touch, his skin firm and masculine as ever.

Trembling, Thalassa cradled Lysander’s face in her hands, gently lifting his head to face her. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw blood flow from a gash on his head, cascading across his thick brow, past his handsome eyes, and even trickling down his nose to his lips.

The scene was a dagger to Thalassa’s heart, the pain so intense it threatened to suffocate her. Yet, a sliver of hope lingered Lysander was just injured, merely unconscious, and he would recover.

in her throat, and with shaking hands, she reached

deep breaths of the past were now so faint

mid-air, her pupils dilated, and her

her

Lysander, don’t die! Please don’t!”

Thalassa’s depths, a

arms, sobbing uncontrollably, her voice choked with tears. “Lysander, I’ll tak hospital. Please stay

reach for her cell phone to call for a ambulance, but the

couldn’t bear to let him go, her heart aching as

around for her phone,

Lysander down to search for the phone, but the fear that it might be a final act

she pleaded, “Lysander, please wake up. If

you away again… Please, wake up…”

the villagers heard the explosion, their first instinct was

and when the chaos subsided, they gathered around Thalassa’s house to see what had happened.

man, her cries heart-wrenching, while Astrid was buried under the rubble, her whereabouts

villagers whispered among themselves, pointing and