Chapter 532

Just the previous night, he was a bachelor, a man with no child of his own, and then, in the blink of an eye, he found himself to be the father of four.

The sudden change was overwhelming to say the least.

Caught in a moment of distraction, he felt two little tykes latch onto his legs, and another one perched atop his abdomen, bouncing up and down, “Wake up, wake up. Where’s our mom?”

A tiny tot was sitting on Lysander’s face, leaving him breathless. With a soft groan, he reached out, gently lifting the little one off his face. The child was chubby and soft, delightfully comfortable in his hands, but so fragile it felt as though the slightest squeeze might have broken her.

Ever so gently, he moved the little one from his face. It was Elowen. Her head was tilted forward as if she was about to tumble over.

Lysander remembered that Elowen had a bump on her forehead. Even a fall onto the soft bed could cause her pain. He quickly grabbed her clothes from the back, slowly setting her down on the bed.

Sitting up, with a frown on his handsome face, he locked eyes with Dorian, who was still sitting on his stomach, “What’s all the fuss about so early in the morning?”

Dorian felt a hint of fear under his stern gaze but his anxiety over their mother’s absence overpowered his fright.

his innocent, dark eyes, he asked, “Where’s our mom and grandma? Where

want grandma,” Elowen echoed with her

with a whimper, “I want grandma. I want mom. I don’t want

did mom

‘mom’ will

meant was that they wouldn’t see their

“No, I don’t want to forget mom.

mom,” Sophia joined her, her lips

with hurt. His little body trembled with each breath he took, his tears

don’t want

don’t want to forget

was scared, small, and

back to us,” Dorian’s

four at once. All of

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