In that cozy, serene moment, Lysander couldn't help but smile.

No matter how frigid the world outside, or how brutal the cutthroat business battles, coming home to a warm soul waiting for you and a house filled with warmth could calm any storm raging within, bringing peace and comfort to the heart.

In that instant, Lysander truly grasped the essence of love.

Love was having a pillar in your heart, a reliance, through which storms could be faced with calm, and problems tackled with composure.

Even if the world was a tempest, with you, I was always blessed.

Lysander gazed at Thalassa, his heart tender with affection. He reached for the throw blanket nearby and gently draped it over Thalassa, fearing she might catch a chill.

But the moment the blanket touched Thalassa, she startled awake, sitting up instantly in a mix of panic and fear. "I didn't mean to nod off. I'll get to work right now..."

She scrambled to her feet, but after a few steps, something dawned on her. Stopping, she turned back, her eyes meeting Lysander's, and with that, she returned to reality, her smile warm. "Lysander, you're back. I dreamt I was back in the factory, so exhausted I couldn't help falling asleep, only to be caught by the boss. I was terrified, ready to jump up and get back to work. Heh, I haven't worked there in ages, yet I dreamt of those days when we could barely eat or sleep. Silly, right?"

Lysander's gaze, deep and earnest, fell upon her. Seeing her sheepish smile, his heart ached with compassion.

giving birth, and raising

formal education, she could only take on menial jobs to provide for the

four mouths to feed, all on Thalassa's shoulders. Life at the bottom was far from easy; it demanded strength and endurance to

never once thought of giving up, pouring all her

got, she never considered abandoning

her children a sense of warmth, a safe

and yet left them in an orphanage, exploiting the child for

pulling

in a bashful state, was suddenly drawn into Lysander's embrace, her eyes

next second,

his

his voice a

around her, holding hers

elne

worked hard...ent belongs to

so soft, meant

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