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.

them faded away, their eyes only for each

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

asking Lydia about Lysander's leg, and the disappointment upon hearing an uncertain prognosis, stemmed not from disdain but from deep concern for Lysander. To truly care for someone is to

caught off-guard by Thalassa's heartfelt declaration, stood with her mouth agape, her eyes

an intruder on Thalassa

she was, feeling the full weight of being the

'couple's feast,' feeling increasingly full from their display

the kitchen, acknowledging his role as

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

Lysander's icy demeanor softened, his voice low and warm, "Come