Chapter 15

At the same time, Elysia had been whisked back to her new home by her three little heroes.

Just a short while ago, after the boys had finished their evening routine, they noticed she was missing and that the front door was ajar, which worried them sick.

Elliot checked the security cameras and discovered she had been abducted. Without wasting a second, he set out on a rescue mission.

Elysia was still unaware that it was her three sons who had rescued her, and her heart was still racing from the ordeal.

When the alarm sounded, she had dashed to the door. To her surprise, it swung open, and taking the chance, she bolted downstairs, only to be greeted by the sight of her boys.

The family of four quickly hailed a cab and headed home.

Once settled, Elysia took a deep breath and asked them, “How on earth did you three just happen to show up there?”

Elliot spoke up, “We realized you weren’t back and the landlady downstairs mentioned you’d been taken. We tracked your location and just as we got there, you came downstairs. What exactly happened, Mom?”

Elys… didn’t dwell on it and turned to Evan with a furrowed brow, “Evan, tell me the truth. Why did you scratch someone’s car?”

Evan blinked innocently, “Was it that jerk and his girlfriend who kidnapped you?”

girlfriend?” Elysia

pull some other stunt after what happened, I wouldn’t have let them off the train

that, Evan clenched his little fists and was ready to storm

chair, her face stern, “What

secret any longer and spilled the beans

was shaken to the core. She hadn’t known about any of this! She pulled Emmett into her arms to check

heart ached unbearably. Choking back

console her, “It doesn’t hurt, really. It stopped hurting a while ago, Mom. Don’t be sad. Look, I can jump around

out of her embrace and did

little boy, Elysia couldn’t hold back her tears. She pulled Emmett back into a tight

her heart due to his unique needs; besides the boundless love she had for all her

him.

Emmett. I should have taken better care of you. I let you down.” She

downstairs said I look well–fed; it’s clear

comforted him for a long time before she rummaged through her suitcase and applied some home–made ointment to the bruises.

teachable moment, offering praise where

where it was necessary.

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