Chapter 539

She sobbed in outright terror but didn’t dare to let out a cry. Terrified, she was too careful and timid to cry out loud.

She cowered, trying to find a place to hide, but she couldn’t find anyone to give her support and trust.

Standing in the middle of the room, she felt lost and utterly alone, her small shoulders trembling with each suppressed sob.

At this, Lysander’s brow furrowed; his long arm reached out to scoop up the small frame of Sophia.

Atticus and Dorian rushed forward at the same time, their heads held high and their protective instincts on full display.

“Don’t you dare bully our sister!” they both cried out in unison.

Their defiant stand was reminiscent of a pair of fierce cubs defending their territory.

stand together. It was okay to endure hardships at home, but they should never tolerate any outsider hurting

in his arms, Atticus and Dorian immediately switched

stiffened, her whole body taut with fear. She was

instead, Lysander gently wiped the tears off her face with his palm, his voice soft and soothing as he said, “Don’t cry. You like antiques, right? I’ll take you to choose some now. You can have whatever you

lap, Lysander pulled her closer to him

were gentle and caring, a stark contrast to

aback by this sight. They

of envy in the little boys. They wondered if their father’s embrace would

sparkling and wide with curiosity,

Lysander replied.

“I…I like

pick one out,” Lysander said, picking Sophia up and heading towards the back garden. Atticus

handed it to Elowen, saying, “Miss,

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