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.

her throat, and with shaking hands, she reached out to

past were now so faint they

struck; her hand froze mid-air, her pupils dilated, and her body became rigid as tears momentarily

her core, threatening to tear

die! Please don’t!”

cry tore from Thalassa’s depths, a cry of unbearable p

uncontrollably, her voice choked with tears. “Lysander, I’ll tak

entire body shook as she attempted to reach for her cell phone to call for a ambulance, but the fear of leaving Lysander alone,

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

her phone, but her mind was blank on whereabouts.

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

she pleaded, “Lysander,

I won’t drive you

villagers heard the explosion, their first instinct

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

heart-wrenching, while Astrid was buried

themselves, pointing and