The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Thalassa was like a wounded kitten. Her face was buried in his chest, tears streaming down ceaselessly. Her tears soaked Lysander’s shirt, hot, like boiling water, scorching his heart.

Lysander’s hand clenched her arm tightly, and finally, he embraced her, letting her cry her heart out.

Time trickled away.

After crying for a while, Thalassa’s emotions gradually calmed down, and her strength gradually recovered. Realizing she was in Lysander’s arms, she immediately straightened up and left his embrace. Her eyes were red as she said, “Sorry, I got your shirt wet, I’lI wash it for you.”

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

Lysander’s heart ached. Despite everything, she was still worried about dirtying his shirt. How low did she think of herself?

Lysander untied the rope on her hands, and asked, “What happened?”

He had thought she came willingly with John. It was a private matter of an employee, and he should have ignored it because he was not one to meddle in other people’s affairs. But he thought of the fragrance on Thalassa, and how her skin felt so similar to the woman who saved him five years ago. That sweetness, such softness, would be enjoyed by other men!

He was filled with unease and irritation.

He turned the car around halfway and headed for the hotel. And found that things were not as he thought Thalassa did not come willingly. She was kidnapped.

She was a hair’s breadth away from irreparable damage.

Hearing his question, and thinking about what just happened, Thalassa was filled with fear and dread, tears involuntarily streaming down.

Choking back sobs, she said, “I was going to take a cab home, but I didn’t expect the driver to be John. I realized something was wrong on the way, and asked him to stop, but he didn’t, and drove straight to this parking lot, tied me up, said I was the reason he and his wife divorced, and wanted to get back at me…”

Lysander thought of her biting him earlier, his gaze deep as he stared at her, his memorizing voice resonated. “Where were you, what were you doing, five years ago?”

“Five years ago?” Thalassa was taken aback. Why was Mr. Sinclair suddenly asking her about her life from five years ago?

She thought for a moment, and said, ‘I was studying at Starhaven University.”

Five years ago, she was indeed studying at Starhaven University. If it weren’t for that unexpected event, she might have been a designer by now.

“You went to university, so why are you working as a cleaner? Lysander asked.

Cleaning work didn’t require special qualifications. College graduates should at least be working a white-collar job, right?