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.

time to rest, and she'll be okay. No tears now. When your

big brother. You have to set an example for your sister. No

how mature they seemed, they were still children with a limited capacity to

away his tears, pursing his lips in an effort to stop himself from crying. "Julian won't cry, and Helena won't

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at Hertha, taking in the severity of her injuries, and sighed with a heavy heart. She then