The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1367

“Where does it hurt? Are you in a lot of pain? Why are you shaking like a leaf?” The nurse, seeing Thalassa’s trembling hands, couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Through tears, Thalassa choked out, “It’s his blood, not mine…”

In that heart-stopping moment when the wall came crashing down, it was Lysander who dashed forward and tackled her to the ground, shielding her with his own body. He became her human cushion, taking the brunt of the falling debris on his back while she miraculously walked away unscathed.

Otherwise, it would have been her in the emergency room or, worse, lying in the morgue by

now.

Lysander had saved her life.

When the nurse heard that the blood on Thalassa’s hands was “his,” she paused, knowing without the full picture that something terrible had happened.

As she swiftly cleaned Thalassa’s hands with iodine, she said, “Your husband must really love you. These days, a man who would risk his life for the woman he loves is a rare find indeed.”

Love?

warm droplet into Thalassa’s heart, rippling through her soul, spreading

it love that drove Lysander to save her without a

this day and age would risk their life for someone else?

could drive such

r

she had only just come to realize.

last much longer.” The nurse efficiently finished cleaning Thalassa’s hands and

her memory sharp with several phone numbers at

up after a single ring. “Thalassa, how’s Lysander?”

answered an unknown number, she

but trying to stay calm, said, “Isabella, he’s in bad shape. He’s lost a lot of blood and needs a transfusion urgently. His blood type is AB-positive.

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Chapter 1367

I’ll reward them handsomely for their blood donation. If it’s money they want, they can name their price. Anything, as long as they come to donate for

voice broke into sobs

won’t let Lysander