The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1439

Hertha was practically bouncing with excitement as she spoke, her energy seemingly boundless.

Thalassa’s shoulders, tense just moments before, suddenly relaxed, and a wave of joy brought a glistening wetness to her eyes.

Lysander’s body had shown reflexive movements the day before, a promising sign that his nerves were slowly regaining sensation. Combined with Dr. Funke’s treatment, the chances of him waking up were growing larger and larger.

Anxious yet thrilled, Thalassa clung to the hope of Lysander’s awakening, a hope she had nurtured for three long years. She prayed this time, Lysander would fully recover.

“Thalassa, let’s head out. It’s getting late now. You need a good rest.” Hertha, having calmed down from her earlier exuberance, was the voice of reason.

“Yeah,” Thalassa nodded, exiting the restaurant with Hertha.

Outside, Alaric and Dr. Funke were nowhere to be seen. They must have left already.

night was cool, and the gentle breeze caressed their flushed faces, bringing a refreshing clarity to their thoughts. “Hertha, you go on

asked, concern edging her

need to introduce an apprentice to Dr. Funke,” Thalassa

dawned on Hertha, “I’ll come with

myself. You’d better head back now, don’t keep the little ones waiting too long.” Thalassa knew all too well the deep bond between a mother and

Hertha’s heart melted. She couldn’t bear the thought of them

head home. Call

ways, each driving off in their

Hertha drove toward the

“Crash!”

threw her forward, her head slamming against the steering wheel, a wave of

her car