Chapter 817

Just when the silence in the room became palpable, the door swung open. Four adorable children scampered out, their tiny legs carrying them at a surprisingly swift pace.

“Mommy, look! Grandma made me a paper boat! And it can float on water, too!” Elowen held aloft a boat made from newspaper, her chubby fingers barely able to contain its size. Her excitement was infectious. Her mouth opened wide in joyous laughter. As she rán, her pigtails bobbed with her movements, adding to her charm.

“Mommy, I love my fan! It’s so cool and breezy!” Sophia clutched a colorful paper fan in her tiny hands, running towards Thalassa while fanning herself. Her short hair flew up in the breeze she created, and even as someone who was usually timid, her smile was radiant at this moment.

“And I have a heart! Just like the love I have for Mommy and Grandma!” Dorian held a red paper heart above his head as he sprinted towards Thalassa, his happiness making him seem like a bird in flight.

“Mommy, I have a gun!” Even Atticus was brimming with joy, a sight Thalassa saw rarely.

towards the sofa and dove into Thalassa’s arms in unison. Their soft, chubby faces nestled against Thalassa, some against her chest, others pressing against her face. Like marshmallows, their soft and sweet touch filled Thalassa’s embrace.

only love. She wrapped her arms around

affirmed, nodding her head vigorously. Her eyes sparkled

Thalassa’s embrace, a smile

affairs and Thalassa giving Lysander four children yet unable to marry him

of

distract herself. As she folded each toy, she imagined their joyous faces when they received them. Their happiness was indeed as she had imagined, filling her with

past him and did not

into her and their affectionate

rang, shattering the calm. Thalassa and Evelyn turned to look at him, realizing they had been so engrossed in their happiness that they had forgotten about Lysander’s intimidating presence. A hint of apprehension crept into

placing it on speaker and leaving it on the

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