The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Lydia clutched Thalassa's hand, her fingers trembling slightly with nerves as she whispered, "Was that guy really the father of your kids?"

"Yeah, that's Lysander," Thalassa confirmed.

"Oh my gosh, so he really is our commander! I thought it was just a coincidence of names." Lydia gasped in shock.

Her excitement mixed with anxiety, Lydia confessed, "When I was in the army, Lysander was our unit's commander, and I was one of his soldiers. After he was discharged, I never got the chance to see him again. And now, to think I'm about to treat him like a lab rat..."

That was her former boss, a devilishly tough training officer. How could she not be nervous about not only meeting him again but also having to administer injections to him?

It made sense now why Lydia had saluted Lysander so formally upon seeing him; Thalassa finally understood the reason behind Lydia's unusual behavior earlier.

Trying to offer some comfort, Thalassa said, "Try to relax, just think of him as any other guy."

"But he's not just any other guy, how can I possibly do that?" Lydia struggled to find her calm.

"Listen," Thalassa held Lydia's hand tighter, trying to offer solace, "the person you're treating now isn't your commander; it's Lysander, the father of my children. Just think about helping me by treating my kids' dad, and maybe that will help you relax."

took a

a resolved expression and a determined look in her eyes,

quickly followed her

with Rosalind having taken a seat next to him, claiming the spot

watched as Lydia

in front of Lysander, saying, "Commander,

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and awe for Lysander, making her hesitant to touch him. Some people are placed on such a high pedestal in your heart

the pause lasted only a second, and Lydia managed to grasp

flutter, but Lydia focused, steadying her

she tried to calm her nerves, the more erratic her breathing and heartbeat became, even affecting her ability to accurately measure his

kept exploring Lysander's wrist, seeking the right