The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

No matter what news he might have missed, as long as Lysander and Thalassa were back on good terms, as long as Lysander could be happy and content, that was all that mattered. Throughout the journey, neither Lysander nor Thalassa mentioned their destination. But David, having his own ideas, soon had the car pulling up in the driveway of Royal Estates.

David got out first, unfolded the ramp, and Thalassa, pushing Lysander's wheelchair, made their way toward Royal Estates.

David didn't follow. Instead, he said to Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, I'll head back now."

Without waiting for a response, David drove off.

Entering the grand hall, Fitch, hearing the commotion, came out to greet them, "Lysander's back..."

His greeting was automatic until he caught sight of Thalassa, his surprise quickly turning to excitement, "Ms. Everhart, you're here! Have you had lunch yet? I'll ask the kitchen to whip something up...' Seeing Thalassa and Lysander return to Royal Estates together was something he had not expected, and Fitch was visibly flustered with excitement.

Thalassa nodded at Fitch with a smile, acknowledging his greeting.

Fitch, thrilled, hurried off to the kitchen to arrange lunch.

"Lysander, you must be tired. Let me take you upstairs to rest," Thalassa said softly, pushing him towards the elevator.

bedroom, Thalassa expertly wheeled him to the

as her hands touched Lysander's waist, his hands enveloped hers. The warmth from his grip made

depths. Meeting his eyes, Thalassa's heart skipped a beat, her composure slipping as

hands touched his waist, his primal instincts surged, his blood

if it were the most natural thing in the world, said, "Helping

help me?" Lysander

countered. "For those three years I took care

he had lost weight, he was still over

just me,"

but gradually I built up the

her eyes

hands, Lysander

Pnet

filled with tenderness, his eyes fixed on her gently