The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa was gripped by fear, yet she dared not make any rash moves. After all, Lysander had made it clear: this was not her battle to fight.

Moreover, she was at a loss on how to aid Lysander, leaving her no choice but to step back.

As seconds ticked by, Thalassa watched Lysander crouched on the ground, his face twisted in pain, unable to move. Her heart tightened with each passing moment.

Unable to stand by any longer, she was about to step forward to help Lysander when she saw him push against the ground, slowly rising to his feet. Lysander's leg, just like the day before, was temporarily in pain, preventing him from standing. But as the sharp pain subsided, he was back to normal. Lysander walked over to Thalassa, who was looking up at him with tears in her eyes, those bright, clear eyes full of sorrow and worry.

Lysander reached out, gently ruffling her hair with a deep, soothing voice, still hoarse from the pain, "It's okay, don't worry."

"Are you sure? Maybe we should call Lydia or Dr. Funke. He's got a lot of experience."

Thalassa couldn't shake her concern. Yesterday's worries were now magnified by seeing Lysander in such agony, her heart was in knots.

fine, I know my own body." Lysander continued

to come, it wouldn't make a

the emotional and physical pain somehow

he reasoned, full recovery would

was

they'll be closed." Lysander changed the subject, not wanting Thalassa to fret. "Okay, let's go to the

went to the wardrobe to pick out a set of clothes she liked and was about to head to the dressing

Lysander, she asked, "My household register is in Hollowbrook. Do we have

her limping foot, then tenderly met her gaze, "Going to Hollowbrook and back, we'd miss the registry office's closing time. How about we

disappointment. They had been so close

Lysander's difficulty in standing just moments ago, she was more concerned about

his suggestion, "Alright, we'll go get married later. But you really should have a