The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1867

In that cozy, serene moment, Lysander couldn't help but smile.

No matter how frigid the world outside, or how brutal the cutthroat business battles, coming home to a warm soul waiting for you and a house filled with warmth could calm any storm raging within, bringing peace and comfort to the heart.

In that instant, Lysander truly grasped the essence of love.

Love was having a pillar in your heart, a reliance, through which storms could be faced with calm, and problems tackled with composure.

Even if the world was a tempest, with you, I was always blessed.

Lysander gazed at Thalassa, his heart tender with affection. He reached for the throw blanket nearby and gently draped it over Thalassa, fearing she might catch a chill.

But the moment the blanket touched Thalassa, she startled awake, sitting up instantly in a mix of panic and fear. "I didn't mean to nod off. I'll get to work right now..."

She scrambled to her feet, but after a few steps, something dawned on her. Stopping, she turned back, her eyes meeting Lysander's, and with that, she returned to reality, her smile warm. "Lysander, you're back. I dreamt I was back in the factory, so exhausted I couldn't help falling asleep, only to be caught by the boss. I was terrified, ready to jump up and get back to work. Heh, I haven't worked there in ages, yet I dreamt of those days when we could barely eat or sleep. Silly, right?"

Lysander's gaze, deep and earnest, fell upon her. Seeing her sheepish smile, his heart ached with compassion.

He knew the years Thalassa spent pregnant, giving birth, and raising their children were her toughest.

With no formal education, she could only take on menial jobs to provide for the family.

Four kids, four mouths to feed, all on Thalassa's shoulders. Life at the bottom was far from easy; it demanded strength and endurance to overcome hardship.

Despite the struggles, she never once thought of giving up, pouring all her tender motherly love into her children.