The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1366

The ER doors swung shut, the bright red letters spelling out “EMERGENCY” casting an ominous glow.

Thalassa slumped to the ground, her heart wrenching painfully, her breaths coming in heavy, labored gasps as if the entire sky above her head had turned to darkness.

Her hands, propped against the cold floor, were covered in blood. It was a shocking sight, the crimson smears tugging at her heartstrings with a stinging, blinding pain.

Trembling breaths caused tears to fall one by one, and as she shakily lifted a hand, her tear-blurred eyes saw nothing but the dark red of blood.

All of it belonged to Lysander.

Back in the ambulance, the medics had used cotton to staunch Lysander’s bleeding, but the cotton quickly reddened, and the blood from his wounds seemed to flow incessantly.

Images of Lysander in the ambulance flashed through Thalassa’s mind, her heart squeezing in sharp pain.

Down the hallway in front of the ER, a nurse dashed toward the doors, nearly tripping over Thalassa, who was sitting on the floor.

managed to stop just in time. She was carrying an armful of medical supplies,

first aid room not far from here. You should get yourself cleaned up. I’ve got to deliver these supplies to the patient inside the ER; I can’t help

off toward the emergency

into the ER. She wanted to see how

she barely steadied herself, the nurse had already

once again severed the distance between her

the separations in their lives: the first was because Lysander hated her,

live unscathed. As long as he was alive, she would do anything he asked,

glass door, trying

were made of glass, she could

to look, the door suddenly swung open from the inside, causing her to stagger, nearly falling

quickly steadied Thalassa by the shoulders and said urgently, “Who are you to the patient? He’s

mine, I’m type B!” Thalassa said with urgency and

her arm, offering her blood to the nurse.