The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa locked eyes with Lysander, his deep gaze holding a world of unspoken words. In that moment, she realized what he was hinting at-he was testing if his injury truly mattered to her.

Had her reaction led him to misunderstand?

Lydia, who had been rummaging through a first aid kit for some needles, froze upon hearing Lysander's words, sensing an impending storm between Thalassa and Lysander. Panic fluttered in her heart. Turning around, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Sinclair, actually..."

"Disappointed? Never." Before Lydia could finish, Thalassa caught on, responding to Lysander with seriousness and candor.

When Lysander had voiced his concern, Thalassa was initially taken aback, not expecting such a direct question.

But as she grasped the true meaning behind his words, her heart sank.

Under Lysander's intense gaze, she found her answer.

that moment, the world around them faded away,

important person to me. My worry was never about your injury itself,

Lysander's leg, and the disappointment upon hearing an uncertain prognosis, stemmed not

heartfelt declaration, stood with her mouth agape, her eyes

wheel, an intruder on

first time, she realized how glaringly out of place she was, feeling the full weight of being the odd

increasingly full from their display of affection. Lydia's desperate glance found

made a beeline for the kitchen, acknowledging his role

to the world around her. Unbeknownst to her, Thalassa and Lysander were lost in their own bubble, unaffected

confession, Lysander's icy demeanor softened, his voice low and