The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 1059

Seeing the doctor arrive, Lysander swiftly stood up and cleared the space beside

Thalassa’s bed for the doctor to check on Thalassa. However, his face betrayed his

irritation as he spoke with a clipped tone, “Took you long enough.”

The doctor, feeling the chill emanating from Lysander’s formidable presence, was

sweating buckets. He nervously stuttered his response, “Mr. Sinclair, I assure you, I will be

here in seconds next time.”

Thalassa, sensing the frosty danger surrounding Lysander that made the doctor almost

cower, took a deep breath and said, “The doctor got here as fast as he could. Your attitude

isn’t exactly helping anyone relax, you know.”

Lysander shot Thalassa a fleeting glance but held back any retort. He simply said to the

doctor, “She’s got a pain in her belly. Please check it out and make it quick.”

Hearing the urgency in Lysander’s voice, Thalassa felt a bitter twist at the corner of her

mouth. There it was, the truth she had anticipated – his concern was for the child she

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carried, not for her.

So, Thalassa, don’t kid yourself into thinking he cares for you, and squash any foolish

hopes right now.

The doctor, now aware of the abdominal pain, also grew anxious. He pulled out his

stethoscope and placed it against her belly to listen intently.

Seeing the doctor’s serious demeanor, Thalassa held her breath and stayed silent so as

not to disturb his concentration.

Lysander remained quiet too. His aura was still commanding and deep.

After a few moments, the doctor asked Thalassa, “Did the pain come on suddenly, or was

there a cause?”

“I choked on some water and coughed a few times. It pulled at my stomach so it hurts.”

Thalassa replied earnestly to the doctor’s inquiry.

The doctor nodded understandingly and advised, “Coughing can indeed shake the

stomach, and since you’re still recovering from a potential miscarriage, it’s expected to

feel uncomfortable. Try to rest as much as possible and minimize coughing.”

“And the baby? How’s the baby doing?” Thalassa’s eyes, clear and anxious, were fixed on

the doctor. The thought that a few coughs might jeopardize the life she was nurturing was

unbearable.

Thalassa adored children. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have chosen to keep the four children.

from an unexpected pregnancy, despite not knowing the father’s identity and having to

give up her studies.

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Over the years, she had the children around her. Their endearing and cute antics had

healed her, making her affection for them boundless.

“From what I can tell, everything seems stable. Just rest and eat some bland, easily

digestible food to keep up your strength.” the doctor instructed.

Thalassa visibly relaxed hearing that the baby was safe. Her swollen, dry lips slightly

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moved as she whispered, “Thank you, doctor.”

“You’re welcome. Please take care and rest up.” the doctor said with a smile and left the

room after giving Lysander a respectful nod.

Lysander returned to Thalassa’s bedside. He gaze at her intently. He had seen her concern

for the unborn child, her genuine affection, and her wholehearted protection.

Her maternal love seemed to absolve her of any past mistakes.

Sitting down, Lysander took her hand in his, the dry, rough texture of his palm meeting

hers. Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat at his touch. Her hand instinctively flinched,

intended to withdraw but held back by reason.

She was still connected to an IV drip, and any sudden movement might dislodge the

needle, causing unnecessary stress that could harm the baby.

Although Thalassa didn’t move, Lysander felt her slight tremor the moment he held her

hand. He gently squeezed her hand and comforted her with his deep, resonant voice,

“You’re pregnant. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Would you have stopped treating me so harshly if I had?” Thalassa asked, her voice

tinged with hurt and anger.

At her words, she felt Lysander’s grip on her hand tighten ever so slightly.

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