The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

In that cozy, serene moment, Lysander couldn't help but smile.

No matter how frigid the world outside, or how brutal the cutthroat business battles, coming home to a warm soul waiting for you and a house filled with warmth could calm any storm raging within, bringing peace and comfort to the heart.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

In that instant, Lysander truly grasped the essence of love.

Love was having a pillar in your heart, a reliance, through which storms could be faced with calm, and problems tackled with composure.

Even if the world was a tempest, with you, I was always blessed.

Lysander gazed at Thalassa, his heart tender with affection. He reached for the throw blanket nearby and gently draped it over Thalassa, fearing she might catch a chill.

But the moment the blanket touched Thalassa, she startled awake, sitting up instantly in a mix of panic and fear. "I didn't mean to nod off. I'll get to work right now..."

She scrambled to her feet, but after a few steps, something dawned on her. Stopping, she turned back, her eyes meeting Lysander's, and with that, she returned to reality, her smile warm. "Lysander, you're back. I dreamt I was back in the factory, so exhausted I couldn't help falling asleep, only to be caught by the boss. I was terrified, ready to jump up and get back to work. Heh, I haven't worked there in ages, yet I dreamt of those days when we could barely eat or sleep. Silly, right?"

Lysander's gaze, deep and earnest, fell upon her. Seeing her sheepish smile, his heart ached with compassion.

He knew the years Thalassa spent pregnant, giving birth, and raising their children were her toughest.

With no formal education, she could only take on menial jobs to provide for the family.

Four kids, four mouths to feed, all on Thalassa's shoulders. Life at the bottom was far from easy; it demanded strength and endurance to overcome hardship.

Despite the struggles, she never once thought of giving up, pouring all her tender motherly love into her children.

No matter how hard life got, she never considered abandoning any of her kids.

She'd rather suffer herself to give her children a sense of warmth, a safe harbor.

Unlike Susan, who had only one child and yet left them in an orphanage, exploiting the child for her own gains.

Compared to others, Thalassa was truly one in a million, an exemplary woman.

Lysander grabbed Thalassa's wrist, pulling her close to him.

Thalassa, still in a bashful state, was suddenly drawn into Lysander's embrace, her eyes wide in surprise.

The next second, Lysander wrapped

his

e

around her, holding hers

his voice a low rumble

"You've worked hard..."

His voice was so soft, meant for her ears alone.

His breath tickled her ear, a warm, comforting sensation.

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Thalassa was momentarily taken aback, realizing the depth of his words. She relaxed into his embrace,

a smile forming on her lips, "It's okay, it wasn't hard."

Then, something crossed her mind, "Did you start a jewelry business?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Lysander asked.

"Amelia came to me today, accusing

me of persuading you into it, completely absurd. I had no idea what she was talking about,"

Thalassa complained with a slight

pout.

Lysander let her go, looking into her eyes. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that."