The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 842

Nursing her thumb, silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks.

"You're awake." Lysander's voice, deep and somber, echoed through the darkness.

Thalassa shivered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears. But the intense sensation of sourness in her throat was uncontrollable.

"Why did he fall from the building?" she managed to ask Lysander, her voice trembling.

The room fell silent, the air filled with a chilling stillness.

Just as Thalassa thought she wouldn't get an answer, Lysander spoke up, "No one expected it. He jumped down himself..."

No one expected him to do this, and hence, nobody was prepared to stop him.

He jumped off himself?

Why?

Thalassa's heart clenched, her body curling tighter.

Lysander sat at the edge of the bed, watching her. She was facing away from him, her body curled up into a ball. She didn’t respond to his words. But under the moonlight, he could see the glitter of tears in her eyes.

He knew that she was in pain. She never forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her immense sorrow.

Lysander's handsome face was taut. He mused, and didn’t say a word.

After a long silence, Thalassa found the courage to voice her worries, "How is he now?"

"He is in the morgue and undergoing a post-mortem makeover," Lysander's voice was solemn while answering her question.

Thalassa's heart clenched again, her thumb almost bitten through by her own teeth.

"You should get up and eat something. You've been asleep for six hours," Lysander said as he switched on the light.

The bright, white light instantly illuminated the whole room.