The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

The moment he saw her furrow her brow, his previously stormy demeanor dimmed, and he let go of her hand, averted his gaze, and said in a gloomy voice, "You should go." Thalassa's eyes shook fiercely. What did he say? He was asking her to leave?

"Lysander, I..."

"Go! Don't make me say it a third time!" Lysander, holding back his anger, spoke in a low, tense voice.

That brief furrow of her brow had said it all.

After all, how could she accept a man who was now partially paralyzed?

Panic seized Thalassa. Why was Lysander suddenly asking her to leave?

She moved closer, embracing him, her cheek pressed against his chest, and she distinctly felt Lysander's body stiffen for a moment.

Thalassa said urgently, "I won't go. Even when you were in a coma, I never despised you, so how could I despise you now for not being able to stand on your legs? I've said it, I like you, I love you, and I won't leave you..."

Thalassa spoke both urgently and passionately.

her chin to meet her eyes, incredulously asking, "What did

said, I will

you let go of Leopold?" Lysander suddenly asked, his eyes piercing into hers, not missing

with curiosity at Lysander. "Why would

up Leopold all of

told Callum that Leopold will always have a place in your heart, irreplaceable by anyone?" Lysander's index finger tilted her chin

was startled, suddenly realizing Lysander had overheard her

had visited her home, intending to commission a design from

feelings.

had told him that no one could take Leopold's place in her heart, not

something at the door,

had been Lysander who had come and, after hearing her words,

explained, "That was just a reason

reject him?" Lysander's eyes fixed on her, sharp