The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

After hanging up the phone, Lysander comforted her, "Don't worry, we'll get it back soon enough."

"But your leg..." Thalassa was still concerned. She wanted her phone back primarily because it contained Lydia's number: "Do you have Lydia's number saved in your phone?"

"No, I don't. But it's not a big deal. My leg's fine, no need to have it checked again," Lysander said, wrapping an arm around Thalassa's shoulders and pulling her close. "Just take a moment to rest; there's no need to worry so much."

"I just wanted her to check if your leg is truly healed. In case it's only temporary, or maybe if it's better now, getting some treatment could solidify its current state," Thalassa said, worried about potential future complications.

If Lysander's leg was fully healed, that would be great. But if there were any lingering issues, getting a doctor to check it out sooner rather than later could prevent unnecessary consequences.

"I know my own body. I'm fine, really. You don't need to worry so much. Just close your eyes and rest for a bit," Lysander said, pulling Thalassa closer into his embrace.

He didn't want to talk about seeing a doctor for his leg anymore.

Thalassa could sense his reluctance to discuss medical consultations, so she decided not to push further.

Lysander's shoulder, closing her eyes to let her

had trapped her in the hotel room, coming dangerously close to assaulting her, she had been truly frightened, every nerve in her body taut with

had been taken away by the police, her muscles remained tight from

feeling his warmth and the strong sense of security he

to Royal Estates, Thalassa had fallen

in his

them and was stunned to see

to walk and even carry Thalassa upstairs, Fitch was so ecstatic he stood frozen, his cheeks twitching slightly with

up and walking.

eagerly phoned

contain his excitement: "Sir, Lysander's leg

obviously surprised, stood

"Lysander's on his feet. I saw it with my own eyes he carried Thalassa