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.

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

as she looked at Lysander, fearing

filled with such anticipation, and if they were to be

she would have definitely played with the children

she wouldn’t have been able to keep herself upright. The moment she tried to stand,

apprehensive, Lysander’s deep

cried excitedly, jumping

other three little munchkins also seemed to brighten up, their

the tension

go play hide-and-seek outside so we don’t disturb Mom while she rests,” Elowen said, clutching Lysander’s hand and guiding him towards the door with her feeble strength.

his long legs to keep up

you rest. We’re going to play now,” Dorian said, bidding Thalassa farewell

Sophia remained in the room.

face was severe. His baby brows furrowed in worry as

timidly by the bed, and her eyes

don’t worry. Go out and play. Dad’s joining

looked like that Lysander

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

and have a great

would have loved to see Lysander playing hide-and-seek

certainly be a sight

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