The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 600

Chapter 600 

Leopold’s voice was raw, like a wounded young boy, his words harsh and bitter. 

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Thalassa’s breath hitched, and her heart twinged in an unspoken pain. 

His hurried breaths, laden with distress, brushed against the nape of her neck 

The youthful scent he carried was too familiar, and it hurt her. 

Thalassa closed her eyes, took a deep breath, bit down on her teeth, and gently unclasped his hands from her. She stepped forward, moving away from 

his touch. 

Her actions were decisive, a clear rejection. 

“Thalassa…” Leopold voiced, his tone bitter. 

Struggling to keep her breath steady, her expression cool, Thalassa distanced Herself, “Leopold, Debby’s a good girl. Don’t let her down.” 

With that, she turned to leave. 

“Do you really want me to marry Debby?” Leopold called, his voice full of pain. 

His eyes, slightly trembling, were fixed on her retreating figure, awaiting her response. 

Thalassa halted her steps, her hands clenched at her sides. Her voice trembled, but she managed to sound indifferent, “I wish you well.” 

With that, she walked away without looking back. 

She was clear about what she wanted. One must let go of what cannot be to grasp what can be. 

And the letting go needs to be decisive. The more one lingers, the ‘more it hurts 

Her beautiful memories with Leopold were in the past. It was time to let them stay there. 

Leopold watched Thalassa walk away, her figure resolute, not once looking back. 

His eyes shimmered with tears, and his breath hitched. 

That wasn’t the first time she had turned her back on him, refusing him. 

But his heart hurt more each time, like a knife ripping it apart piece by piece until there was hardly anything left. 

Thalassa returned to the restaurant where Ethan was still sitting, engrossed in his phone. She approached him, “Mr. Ethan, I don’t think I’m needed here. 

My presence might hinder your work conversation. Perhaps I should head back to the office.” 

She couldn’t bear to hear Leopold talk about their conflict under the guise of a work discussion. 

She didn’t have the strength to face Leopold’s pain. 

“That’s fine. Ask the driver to drop you off,” Ethan suggested. 

“No need, I can take a cab,” Thalassa replied. 

“Let the driver drop you, it’s safer. He can drop you off and then come back for me,” Ethan insisted. 

Even if she were an ordinary secretary, Ethan would have done the same. More so, considering Thalassa was Lysander’s woman. 

As Leopold approached, Thalassa decided not to waste any more time and agreed to Ethan’s suggestion.