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."

give it a shot." Lydia took a deep breath, attempting to adjust

emerged with a resolved expression and a determined look in her eyes,

quickly followed

taken a seat next to him, claiming the spot beside

of them watched as Lydia

front of Lysander, saying, "Commander, could

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check his pulse, her hand paused momentarily, overwhelmed by her past reverence and awe for Lysander, making her hesitant to touch him. Some people are placed on such a high pedestal in your heart that even the slightest touch can

and Lydia managed

focused, steadying her breathing and her heartbeat, trying

the more erratic her breathing and heartbeat became, even

hands kept exploring Lysander's wrist, seeking the right