The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)
Chapter 1483

Two months ago, Hertha had been in a terrible car accident that landed her in the hospital for surgery. Thankfully, she had come out of it with her life intact. After a two-week stay in the medical center, she was discharged, with Bridget taking on the role of caregiver.

During that time, Thalassa had her hands full tending to Lysander and couldn't find a moment to visit Hertha. She wondered how her friend was faring in her recovery.

"I'm up and about, feeling pretty good, actually. Just that my head tends to hurt like the dickens from time to time," Hertha said.

"Your biggest issue was the concussion," Thalassa reminded her. "You're supposed to take it easy for six months. Don't you go taking that lightly."

"Yeah, I'm on leave from work for half a year. I had this big design project I was working on, and the office is breathing down my neck to get back and hand over the drafts. But every time I so much as think too hard, my head starts throbbing something fierce. How am I supposed to get any designs out?" Hertha lamented.

She couldn't afford to lose her job. With two kids to feed and Bridget's salary to cover, unemployment would mean her children going hungry and having to let Bridget go. Without her, there would be no one to look after the little ones.

Wouldn't that just be piling on the misery?

Having been through her own share of tough times, Thalassa understood Hertha's predicament all too well. A concussion was no joking matter; poor recovery could leave lifelong consequences, or worse, cost you your life.

Thalassa pondered for a moment and then offered, "If you trust me with it, I can work on the designs for you. Once they're ready, you can give them to your company."

"But don't you have your hands full with Lysander? It's a critical time for him, isn't it? If you're not careful, you could miss that window," Hertha said, not wanting to impose on Thalassa's precious time. Her job was nothing compared to Lysander's potential awakening.

"He's awake now. He doesn't need me anymore," Thalassa said, trying to mask the heaviness in her voice.

Still, her words were tinged with a profound sense of loss.

"What? What did you say? Who's awake?" Hertha was so shocked by the news that she could barely speak, struggling to grasp who had woken up.

Then it hit her, and she asked in disbelief, "Are you saying Lysander is awake?"

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Hertha's heart raced with nervous excitement as she asked the question, sensing the magnitude of the moment for Thalassa.

Thalassa had been caring for Lysander for three years, hoping for his awakening every single day. Who could maintain such dedication to someone in a coma for that long?

Thalassa's efforts and perseverance had finally paid off. Her prayers were answered, weren't they?

Hertha felt a mix of tension and joy on behalf of her friend.

"Yeah, Lysander's awake," Thalassa replied, her tone much more composed than Hertha's excitement.

"Now that he's awake, you should be by his side even more, showing him just how devoted you've been," Hertha said, hoping Thalassa and Lysander would find their happily ever after.

Hertha had initially harbored reservations about the cold and distant Lysander, even supporting Thalassa's decision to cut ties and become strangers. But after Lysander risked his life to save Thalassa, she couldn't help but see him in a new light and believed that he would always protect Thalassa.

How many men would risk their own lives to save their partners? Even some of the most loving couples couldn't manage that. Yet Lysander, the so-called 'ice king,' had done just that.

"I didn't get to see him," Thalassa said somberly. "The moment he woke up, he had me thrown out of Royal Estates. They even tossed my luggage out after me."

"What?" Hertha was taken aback. Moments ago, she had been warming up to Lysander, but now she was grinding her teeth in frustration. "That Lysander, what an ungrateful jerk! You took care of him for three years, and he doesn't have a shred of gratitude! By kicking you out of Royal Estates, does that mean he doesn't want anything to do with you anymore?"

"I guess so. He said we were even before he fell into the coma," Thalassa confided in Hertha.

The two of them had always been open books to each other, sharing every secret and every worry.