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.

at the hospital. Nurses

after them, stopping only when the doors of the emergency room closed, blocking

his heart suspended in an anxious wait outside the door.

and said, “Sir, you’re injured as well.

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

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

“It will take some time for her to be stabilized. You can have your wounds

hers.”

words brought Leopold back to the reality of Thalassa’s critical condition. His heart sank further, and worry etched into his

responded, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice.

determination, the nurse didn’t press further and left

were heavy, his hands clenched, his gaze fixed

ticked by, the sign

of time felt as long as

torment,

with

trembled