The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1384

The moment Thalassa laid eyes on Richard, it was as if she had received a message from Lysander himself. Her hands trembled so much that she nearly dropped her bowl of soup.

"Whoa there, careful with the soup," Astrid exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and concern as she saw the bowl wobble dangerously in Thalassa's grip.

Snapping back to reality, Thalassa steadied the bowl, placing it on the nightstand before rushing towards Richard with legs that felt like jelly.

As she moved, her knees buckled, nearly sending her tumbling to the ground, but with a forceful push, she rebounded and staggered to Richard's side. Her clear eyes shimmered with deep anxiety as she asked, "Mr. Richard, how is Lysander?"

Taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart, Richard met Thalassa's expectant gaze. He swallowed hard, searching for the right words, and finally said, "The surgery went well overall. Lysander is out of immediate danger."

Out of immediate danger.

Those words allowed the tension that had gripped Thalassa for days to ebb away with a heavy sigh of relief.

Tears streamed down her face in an instant. Lysander was alright, at last!

The worry that had consumed her heart for three days was finally put to rest.

"Lysander's out of danger. Why are you crying?" Richard asked, his voice tinged with bewilderment.

Shouldn't she be rejoicing at the news? Yet there was Thalassa, letting tears fall.

Hastily wiping away her tears, Thalassa explained with urgency, "It's just... I'm so relieved, happy tears, you know? He's going to be alright, and that's all that matters."

"Don't get too happy, though," Richard cautioned suddenly.

His words instantly tightened the strings of Thalassa's calmed nerves, her voice now edged with panic, "What do you mean?"

Richard's eyelashes fluttered down, a sad acknowledgment of the harsh truth that he could not conceal. "Lysander is in a vegetative state. The doctors say there's only a five percent chance he'll wake up."