The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 421

Chapter 421

She hadn’t washed her hair for days, and she was beginning to feel itchy and uncomfortable.

She gave in to the itch and decided to wash her hair.

“How’s your concussion? Are you feeling better?” Leopold asked, his hand falling away from her

shoulder. His heart felt empty as his hand left her.

He was struggling to keep the pain inside him at bay, his concern for her health more paramount than

his own.

“I’ll be alright. I just need a few days of rest, Thalassia replied. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

She was about to turn away when Leopold interjected, “Stay for dinner with me.” His tone was firm, not

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asking for her opinion but stating a fact.

“I’ve already had dinner,” Thalassia countered.

“That was just supper. Consider this a late-night snack.” He opened the car door, waiting for her to get

in.

“I’m not hungry,” Thalassia replied, furrowing her brows.

“Then I’ll go find Lysander!” Leopold said, his tone hard and serious.

Thalassia was at a loss for words, ultimately giving in and getting into the car.

Leopold drove off.

Soon, they arrived at a posh restaurant. They took a table by the window, overlooking a man-made

garden with a fountain spouting water in the middle. The garden was filled with green trees and colorful

flowers. The mist from the fountain created a romantic and hazy atmosphere.

A succulent steak was brought to their table, its aroma filling the air. If she had been hungry, the meal

would have been delicious. But Thalassia was full, having eaten dinner and a generous portion of cake.

Even the most decadent food held no temptation for her now.

Leopold handed her the cutlery. “Eat.”

“I’m not hungry, you can eat,” Thalassia said, feeling awkward sharing a romantic late-night meal with

him, knowing that they could no longer be together.

Leopold’s gaze darkened, pain evident in his eyes. “So now, you won’t even share a meal with me?

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Would you be happier if it were Lysander?”

“It’s not about who I’m dining with, I’m just not hungry. I ate a lot this afternoon,” Thalassia said.

“I don’t care about your past with Lysander. I still love you. If you’re willing, we can leave all of this

behind and start anew somewhere else,” Leopold said earnestly, his gaze fixed on Thalassia.

His words took her by surprise. She remembered the time when Leopold had unexpectedly come to

her house and how, after she had learned that Bruce was the one who had caused the death of

Lysander’s parents, she had been in a rush to leave. But Lysander had caught her, and she was

severely punished to the point where she couldn’t even get out of bed.

She had been locked away for four days, nearly starving to death. The thought of what would happen if

she actually ran away with Leopold terrified her. Lysander would surely tear her apart.

“Leopold, why would you think of such a thing? I’ve told you many times before that there are many

women who like you. Your life deserves better than this. Don’t waste your time on me,” Thalassia

pleaded.