The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 395

Upon seeing the blood seeping from Thalassa’s forehead and her pale face, Leopold felt his breath hitched with worry.

Isabella watched as Leopold climbed into the ambulance with Thalassa, not even sparing a glance in her direction.

His indifference and rejection were starkly evident, impossible to hide.

A melancholy washed over her. She wasn’t sure if it was due to her heart growing cold, or because she was soaked to the bone, chilled to her very marrow.

The concern from the firefighters and the police officers did nothing to warm her heart.

Ever since she laid eyes on Leopold five years ago, her heart had been completely captivated by him, unable to forget him.

Over the years, even though she was with Clark, her mind constantly wandered back to Leopold.

She was so dedicated to him, yet he wished for nothing more than her demise.

Despair, anger, pain, and resentment chilled her more thoroughly than her drenched clothing ever could.

arrived at the hospital. Nurses rushed Thalassa into the emergency

only when the doors of

eyes were red-rimmed, his palms clenched, and his heart suspended in an anxious wait outside the

approached him and said, “Sir, you’re injured as well. You should have

from the concrete, blood seeping from the abrasions. His gait was irregular, suggesting some kind of leg

the emergency room doors, and the sign that read “Emergency”. “I’m fine,”

to be stabilized. You

hers.”

Thalassa’s critical condition. His heart sank further, and worry

responded, a hint

further and left to attend to

clenched, his gaze

time ticked by, the sign remained lit.

time felt as

initial worry turned into torment, pain, guilt, and

with unshed

heart trembled with worry.