The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1332

Lysander's palm twitched faintly, still feeling the cool touch of her fingers lingering in his hand.

The chill seemed to seep right through to his heart.

His deep eyes shifted towards Thalassa. Her eyes were closed, clearly not in the mood to engage with him. Pretending to sleep, her trembling lashes betrayed her inner turmoil.

She couldn't possibly be sleepy, could she? The pain in her heart was so deep. How could she find rest?

She simply didn't want his company, that much was evident.

With a misty look in his profound gaze, he spared her one last glance before stepping out of the room. She was in a fragile state, and any more words from him would only serve as a sting.

She wanted solitude, so he would grant it to her.

Thalassa's eyes remained shut, but every tiny nerve within her was on edge, attuned to every sound in the room.

The moment she sensed Lysander leaving the hospital room, her pent-up emotions crumbled. Tears spilled from her eyes, and her chin quivered as she wept a muted, heart-wrenching sob.

Curled up, she clutched the blanket, crying softly yet fiercely.

Her body arched as an invisible wound seemed to tear open near her belly, pulling at her muscles with a twitching pain.

Thalassa shivered with the intensity of her agony, reaching down to caress her belly. Aside from the sharp pain, it felt unchanged, yet a little life that had been growing there was now an angel in heaven.

It was her child, the one she had protected with her very life.

On the same day that her mother passed away, her baby also left her.

She felt so helpless that she was unable to save anyone.

Outside the ward, Lysander was seated on a bench. He could hear Thalassa's cries, raw and primal. It was as if something was tearing his heart, each pull bringing pain.