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.

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

Elowen echoed with her soft, sweet

clinging to Lysander’s leg, added with a whimper, “I want grandma. I want mom. I don’t want to stay

at Lysander’s feet, joined in, “Where did

The word ‘mom’ will slowly fade from your memory over time.” The children exchanged

they wouldn’t see their

burst into tears, “No, I don’t want to forget mom.

Sophia joined her, her lips quivering.

little body trembled

Lysander, “We don’t want you. We want

to forget mom,” Elowen sobbed.

scared, small, and helpless.

to us,” Dorian’s

let alone four at once. All of them were crying in

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