Chapter 814

Lysander felt the soft, innocent kiss of the child on his cheek. It was a sweet sensation as if honey had been spread across his heart, a warmth spreading within him.

The sticky residue on his cheek did not matter.

“Alright, let’s clean you up, and then we can get going,” Lysander advised, placing Elowen down.

“Okay, I’m going to wash up and visit Mom,” Elowen immediately stopped crying and cheerfully agreed, taking Fitch’s hand and letting him lead her to the bathroom to wash up.

Fitch’s emotions had been a roller coaster. From the tense moment when Lysander had first entered the room to the panic when Elowen smeared her runny nose on him, to the satisfaction and joy he now felt.,

Lysander truly was patient with the children. He did not get mad at their mischievousness or angry when Elöwen dirtied his clothes.

Fitch had never seen Lysander tolerate someone dirtying his clothes, let alone with a pleasant expression.

Fitch, holding Elowen’s hand, led her to wash up.

Lysander went upstairs to clean himself

already sitting on the sofa. Four pairs of bright, innocent eyes were eagerly awaiting

being playful to

said,

by one, following him like little

Atticus in the passenger

Rolls Royce sliced through the neon night, heading

shower, Thalassa was applying medication

in. Look at what they’ve done to your face,” Thalassa said, looking at the three scratch marks

only imagine how much force

had not returned home in time. Her mother could have been beaten to death without anyone’s

only because of Bruce’s continuous deceit but

not have to say anything for Thalassa to know that her

not let go of such a despicable,

replied, her pride stinging from being reprimanded by her daughter.

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