The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Since he promised to marry Rosalind, and showed up today all dressed up, even ready to go through the wedding ceremony, it's clear he's made up his mind to marry her. Once Lysander makes a decision, no one can sway him, not even Thalassa.

Now, Joshua could only wait and see what Lysander would do. Although Rosalind was reluctant, she trusted her father wouldn't lead her astray and remained silent, although sullenly.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lysander lifted his gaze, locking eyes with Thalassa, his lips parting slightly, "And what right do you have to ask me not to marry someone?"

His voice, deep and resonant, still carried that compelling force, causing Thalassa's heart to skip a beat. Nervously, she said, "I... I am the mother of your child."

Lysander's eyes visibly dimmed as he looked away, "You should leave."

Hearing Lysander's response, a wave of joy washed over Rosalind. She quickly glanced at Joshua. With Lysander asking Thalassa to leave, it seemed their wedding wouldn't be ruined after all!

Joshua gently squeezed Rosalind's hand, urging her to stay calm and wait to see what would happen next.

But Thalassa, upon hearing Lysander's words, felt her heart sink with disappointment. Then, Lysander wheeled himself over to Rosalind, reaching out his hand to her. Rosalind, elated, quickly took his hand.

The officiant, seizing the moment, stepped forward, "May the bride and groom join hands—"

But before he could finish, Thalassa

snatched the microphone from him. Holding the microphone, she blocked Lysander and Rosalind's path, her breathing heavy. She

stared at Lysander intentlye

her voice filled with urgency and seriousness, "Lysander, you always wanted an answer, right? Here it is. Plike you! I love you!"

Her voice, amplified by the microphone, echoed throughout the venue. The crowd was abuzz with whispers, all eyes on Thalassa. From the back, Hertha cheered ecstatically, "Go, Thalassa!"

She and Alaric had just managed to slip past the security and into the wedding, arriving just in time to hear Thalassa's confession. What a thrill!

At that moment, Thalassa couldn't

pay any mind to the reactions

around her. All her focus was on Lysander, her heart pounding as ifat were about to leap out of her chest. е Watching Lysander, she was a bundle of nerves. Because whether Lysander would proceed with the

wedding to Rosalind depended

entirely on him.

If he rejected her and chose to continue with the wedding, what would she do? She didn't want to leave in disgrace.

"Thalassa, have you lost your mind?" Rosalind, hearing Thalassa's declaration, panicked and glared at her. Then, she too anxiously watched Lysander, fearing that Thalassa's sweet words might sway him and end her wedding.

The room fell silent, everyone

waiting for Lysander's response. Thalassa could hear her own heartbeat, thumping loudly, filled with nervous anticipation. She always been too scared to

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reciprocate Lysander's feelings, but today, she finally took the step to openly acknowledge her feelings for him—at someone else's wedding.

With her soul on edge, Thalassa watched as Lysander's lips began to move, about to speak.