The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)
Chapter 1634

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Yet, the doorstep was empty, not a soul in sight.

It must have been her imagination; she thought someone had come.

Thalassa snapped back to reality, only to find Callum's earnest, warm eyes fixed on her. The initial eagerness in his gaze faded to a dim light, finally sinking into a deep, heavy sorrow.

At first, Callum had been staring into Thalassa's eyes, but as she finished speaking, his gaze gradually fell. His face clouded over as he looked down, his lashes casting a shadow over his eyelids.

He was filled with the impulse to love Thalassa in place of Leopold, thinking perhaps his status as Leopold's best friend might endear him slightly to her.

Yet, he hadn't expected to rank even lower in her eyes than Lysander.

Leopold had a firm, irreplaceable place in Thalassa's heart.

Callum stood up, his expression dim, and said to Thalassa, "I'll try, for myself, to make you fall in love with me. Three years ago, I told you I liked you. I thought I could spend three years forgetting you, falling for someone else, but I couldn't do it. Liking you has become the goal of my life, and one day, I'll make you like me back."

"Callum, why do you do this to yourself?" Thalassa was distressed, in a rush, not wanting his affection.

"You said the same to Leopold once, didn't you? Back then, I didn't understand Leopold's persistence, but now I do. Liking someone is an obsession, a belief, not something that can be changed on a whim." "People can change..."

"But we're not most people," Callum cut her off, refusing to let her give him a reason to be rejected.

He wasn't sure when he fell for Thalassa, maybe when he first saw her, being bullied, her pitiful look making him want to protect her, or when he saw her radiating maternal love, so gentle and kind to her child.

That was when he felt a flutter in his heart.

As they got to know each other better, he saw her integrity, kindness, resilience, and relentless self-improvement.

It was like she shone with a light that deeply attracted him.

Love came silently, unexpectedly, leaving no time to close off his heart.

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"The journey is tough, but I won't

give up. Take care, and let me know when you have the design ready,"

Callum said, then turned and walked away.

Thalassa opened her mouth to say something, but Callum had already left her place in quick steps.

She didn't even get the chance to stop him.

Watching the direction Callum left, Thalassa felt a suffocating discomfort.

She didn't want Callum to become another Leopold, but how could she stop it?

She rejected his confession, but he wouldn't listen.

Thalassa closed her eyes, exhaling deeply, feeling helpless and sad.

The words she just spoke to Callum, she herself didn't know if they were true or false, couldn't distinguish the weight of Leopold in her heart, whether it was love or guilt

Her refusal to respond to Lysander's feelings was majorly because of Leopold, that much was undeniable.

Alaric and Hertha lived in the same apartment complex, on the same floor. Alaric had walked Hertha home, and they entered the elevator together.

In the confined space, it seemed easier to talk.

Alaric glanced at Hertha's slightly chubby cheek, asking, "Who were you daydreaming about while you were having barbecue with Thalassa?" "Definitely not you," Hertha shot back, turning to glance at him.

"I know it's not me. I'm asking who it is," Alaric tried to keep his annoyance in check.

"Why should I tell you? You're nobody to me," Hertha retorted, her demeanor bristling with defiance.

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