The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 843

He moved the spoon to her lips again, scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal. The sweet and wet oatmeal touched her lips and moistened her dry mouth.

Thalassa stiffened a bit, opening her mouth to accept the oatmeal he was spoon–feeding her.

As Lysander went to scoop a second spoonful, Thalassa hastily reached for the bowl in his hands, “I’ll do it myself.”

Without refusing, Lysander handed the bowl to her.

She took small bites, struggling to swallow. A cough escaped her lips, drawing Lysander’s deep gaze towards her.

With determination, Thalassa managed to swallow the oatmeal hard that was almost coughed out.

Leopold’s funeral took place two days later at the Sinclair family’s upscale cemetery.

Zephyr allowed Thalassa’s four kids to attend Leopold’s funeral, but not Thalassa herself.

farewell, but she didn’t have the right to do

their respects by Leopold’s grave. The humid summer breeze blew past the

at a picture of a young, radiant Leopold. He was visibly grief–stricken; his face showed signs of vicissitudes and his hair had turned significantly whiter, as if

yet overcome that pain when he lost his great–grandson. The successive losses were too much for Zephyr, who

his eyes; he hunched his back and

knelt before Leopold’s gravestone, hugging it while sobbing uncontrollably as if

The pain of losing a son was unbearable, yet

grandfather wiped his tears; his heart

grave. Their innocent eyes were staring at the familiar picture

Why is his picture on the stone? I know him, he

Thalassa had fled back to Hollowbrook with the kids, they had

then. Their grandmother had taken them back to their room, leaving their mother to talk privately

had a good memory so

Zephyr’s aged figure trembled, nearly losing his balance.

Leopold knew Thalassa.