The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1512

Thalassa felt her breath tighten as David wheeled Lysander towards their group. Her body tensed, and a sharp, yet subtle, pain ignited deep within her heart.

Seeing Lysander brought back the harrowing memory of being held at gunpoint by Susan just two days prior. Lysander's eyes were merciless, his handsome face cold as ice as he coldly urged Susan to end Thalassa's life. Only with her gone could the rift in Rosalind's heart be healed, allowing he and Rosalind to be together without reservations.

It was then Thalassa realized that, in Lysander's eyes, her existence was nothing but a barrier to his and Rosalind's happily ever after.

The dull ache in her heart had somewhat eased over the past two days, but seeing Lysander now, that suffocating, intricate pain resurfaced with a vengeance.

Thalassa only managed a fleeting glance at Lysander before averting her gaze, her eyes falling to the tabletop.

"Lysander, here you are!" Ethan exclaimed with genuine warmth as he approached.

Lysander was a close friend, and they had spent countless nights out at the Sapphire Skyline. With Lysander having been in a coma for the past three years and Ethan focusing on his career, it had been ages since the Starhaven quartet had gathered like this.

The sight of a now lucid Lysander filled Ethan with the joy of reuniting with an old friend.

Alaric quickly joined Ethan's side as well.

Originally, Ethan had intended to take over wheeling Lysander from David, but Alaric beat him to it, effortlessly dismissing David and taking charge of Lysander's wheelchair himself.

"Lysander, it's been three years, but you're finally back among us. Dr. Funke's medical skills are truly exceptional. It's no wonder Thalassa agreed to all his unusual demands just to have him treat you," Alaric said, his voice filled with emotion.

So, it was Thalassa who had arranged for his treatment, not as his grandfather had told him—that upon learning of his vegetative state, Thalassa had avoided him like the plague, never once visiting?

Lysander's attention was solely on Alaric's initial revelation; the rest of the conversation barely registered. His deep gaze found Thalassa, who had been watching the scene unfold with surprise. Their eyes met, and the intensity in his stare felt like a direct assault on her heart.

Thalassa's heart fluttered, and she quickly lowered her gaze, picking up her water glass to sip and mask her discomfort.

"Lysander, what brings you to the equestrian center today?" Alaric asked as he wheeled Lysander toward the rest area.

David, following closely, chimed in, "I had a meeting with Donovan about some jewelry design purchases. Mr. Sinclair is preparing to return to the Sinclair Group and came to oversee my dealings."