The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1370

The ER doors slammed shut once again.

Thalassa paced the hallway outside, her legs shaking with anxiety, yet unable to stop her restless movement.

The nurses had moved on to their other duties, leaving her alone with her worry.

Isabella stood off to the side, occasionally glancing at the bold “EMERGENCY” sign above the doors and then back at Thalassa, who was visibly shaken.

After a few minutes, Isabella’s patience wore thin. “Can’t you just sit down for a bit instead of pacing like that?” she snapped with a hint of irritation in her voice.

Thalassa turned to Isabella, tears in her eyes and her voice hoarse from sorrow. “You sit if you want. I can’t… I just can’t sit down,” she managed to say, her inner turmoil making it impossible to rest.

Isabella let out a huff, her voice laced with annoyance. “Your worrying isn’t going to change anything. We still have to wait for the doctor to give us the news. Might as well wait calmly than torture yourself like this.” She flopped down onto the nearest bench, crossing her arms defiantly.

wait because they aren’t your flesh and blood. You can be

were her four children and their father. Any harm to any of them would be the

of her ceaseless worry, a feeling an outsider like Isabella could never

shifted as she scoffed. “Lysander? How is he your kin? Did he marr you? Are you his wife? You

Isabella’s words and gave her a quick glance but said nothing more.

time ticked away, the ER doors remained closed, and Thalassa’s anxiety

panic, a disturbance echoed

formidable presence

and saw an elderly man with silver hair, tall and still commanding despite the years, flanked by a group of men

gaze was sharp, his demeanor grave.

was Zephyr Sinclair!