The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Helena's eyes brimmed with glistening tears as fear and worry held her in their tight grip. She fought back the urge to cry and nodded her head, showing a maturity beyond her years. Julian's little cheeks were flushed, his expression a mix of fear and concern as he gave a confused nod.

"You two are doing great," Thalassa said tenderly, stroking their hair and taking their hands as they approached Hertha's bedside.

"Mommy..." Helena looked up with her small head and saw Hertha lying motionless in bed, her wounds wrapped in bandages. Tears surged from her eyes as she felt both heartache and fear- fear of losing their mommy.

Julian's lips puckered as he, too, was on the verge of tears.

They halted more than a meter from Hertha's bed, not daring to come closer.

Thalassa had told them not to touch Mommy, or she might die. They were terrified of their mommy dying, so they didn't dare to approach.

As the children began to cry, Thalassa's heart melted. She quickly crouched down and scooped Helena into her arms.

Seeing them, Bridget hurried over and picked up Julian.

tears now. When your mommy's better, she'll tell you bedtime stories and

for your sister. No crying, okay?

were just two-year-olds. No matter how mature they seemed, they were still children with a limited capacity to

raised a small hand to wipe away his tears, pursing his lips in an effort to stop himself from crying. "Julian won't cry, and Helena won't either. Mommy

himself as much as his

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tears, but they

home to sleep with you for a few days. You must listen to Bridget, okay? When your mommy's better, she'll come

we'll wait for Mommy,"

on board, Helena naturally followed

cast a hurried glance at Hertha, taking in the severity of her injuries, and sighed with a heavy heart. She then led the two