The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 592

Thalassa’s heart clenched as she saw him approaching her bedside. It was a primal fear, one that her body seemed to react to instinctively.

Lysander came forward, his large hand gently taking Elowen’s tiny one from her

Elowen turned to look at him, her round face tilting upward, her bright eyes filled with curiosity.

“Could you guys step out for a bit? Let your mom rest,” Lysander suggested.

“What’s wrong with Mom? Is she sick?” Dorian asked, his youthful eyes filled with concern, staring at Thalassa.

He had noticed earlier that his mother’s voice had been quite hoarse.

“Mom, if you’re sick, we can go to the hospital. You can take a shot. It won’t hurt. Sophia will blow on it and make the pain fly away,” Sophia said, her tiny face looking anxious.

The person that mattered most to this little girl was undoubtedly her mother.

Whenever she had to get shots in the past, her mother had always comforted her in that way.

“Mom’s fine. I’m just a little tired. I’ll be okay after some rest,” Thalassa said.

Surrounded by her children’s concern, she felt a mixture of heartache, bitterness, and gratification.

Mom. We’ll have Dad play with us,” Elowen said, her chubby face turning towards Lysander, her bright eyes filled with anticipation. “Dad, will you play with

slightly, apprehensive as she looked at Lysander, fearing he was going to reject the

if they were to be disappointed, Thalassa’s heart

to stand up, she would have definitely played with the children and joined them in their

force herself, she wouldn’t have been able to keep herself upright. The

as Thalassa was feeling torn and apprehensive, Lysander’s deep voice broke the

excitedly, jumping

other three little munchkins also seemed to brighten up, their

the tension leave

hide-and-seek outside so we don’t disturb Mom while she rests,” Elowen said, clutching Lysander’s hand and guiding him

stretched his long legs to keep up with her.

Dorian said, bidding Thalassa farewell before heading

remained in the

was severe. His baby brows furrowed in worry as he looked

by the bed, and her

fine, don’t worry. Go out and play. Dad’s joining you for

would have looked like

was usually so cold and reserved, hardly one for smiles or laughter. That severe man playing such a childish game, would he have come

he going to let loose and

could stand up, she would have loved to see

be a