The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1829

Lydia suddenly snapped back to reality, her actions haphazard as she exclaimed, “Okay, okay, I'll check his pulse right now.”

She quickly reined in her astonishment, taking Lysander's hand in hers, trying her best to calm the storm inside her and steady her nerves as she prepared to take his pulse.

Thalassa noticed Lydia's hands trembling slightly as she held Lysander's wrist, as if she were incredibly nervous, almost scared.

Seeing this, Thalassa couldn't help but chuckle. “Lydia, maybe you need a cup of tea to calm your nerves?”

In her current state, how could she accurately assess Lysander's condition?

Realizing she was indeed too tense, Lydia took a deep breath and said, “No, no, I'm fine... I just need to close my eyes, that's all...”

She didn't dare voice the thought that floated through her mind next: And not get fed up with your lovey-dovey stuff.

Even if she felt comfortable joking with Thalassa, she wouldn't dare tease Lysander in the same way.

With her eyes closed, Lydia focused on taking Lysander's pulse, proving her point that shutting the outside world out allowed her to stabilize her mind and concentrate on the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Thalassa stayed silent, not wanting to disturb Lydia's concentration.

After checking both wrists, an impatient Thalassa asked, “Well? How is he?”

Lydia responded, “Mr. Sinclair's overall health is quite good. But his leg... it's not something that'll heal overnight. It's going to take consistent treatment over time.”

Thalassa was overjoyed at the news. “So, you're saying there's still hope for Lysander's leg?”

Hearing Lydia mention before that Lysander might never stand again had pained Thalassa deeply, almost suffocating her with sorrow.

Lysander, so proud and unyielding, how could he accept a future where he couldn't stand on his own two feet?

Knowing this, Thalassa had resolved to throw caution to the wind and rush to his side.