The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

After dinner, Joshua and Rosalind took their leave. David went to settle the bill, and the bodyguards dispersed. In the private room, only Thalassa and Lysander were left.

Thalassa didn't rush off; instead, she sat back down and extended her hand toward Lysander.

Lysander glanced at her outstretched hand, his voice low and resonant with a hint of curiosity, "Hmm?"

It was a tone of inquiry.

"Let me keep our marriage certificate," Thalassa said. "So no one can flaunt it in front of others again."

There was a hint of teasing in her last remark.

During the meal with Joshua, Thalassa had resisted asking Lysander why, having only gotten their marriage license that morning, Joshua and Rosalind already knew about their marriage by the afternoon. And why had Lysander even invited them over for a celebratory drink?

It must be because Lysander hadn't kept the marriage certificate at home and ended up showing it to Joshua and Rosalind.

Alaric and Hertha had waited a couple of days after getting their license to tell her, their best friend.

Lysander, more impatient than Hertha, had informed Joshua on

something Thalassa hadn't anticipated

placing it into Thalassa's palm. "Handing it over to the wife for safekeeping," he said. His sudden use of "wife" made Thalassa's heart

her hand, but she didn't immediately put it away. Instead, she gazed at

term had come so unexpectedly;

a mix of surprise

by Lysander

call her "wife," as they were married now, officially husband

too heavy for you to hold?"

Thalassa realized she was still holding onto the certificate and quickly secured it. "You've always called me Thalassa. Suddenly changing it, I thought you

and that's you. Who else could

eyes, unable to

I also start calling you something else?" Thalassa asked shyly, twiddling her fingers to

her hand in his, holding it