Chapter 557

Lysander’s eyes, profound and enigmatic, gave her a fleeting glance. He registered her flushed face, and a flicker of amusement danced in the depths of his eyes. It was followed by a slight movement of his Adam’s apple.

He headed to the bathroom. His steps echoed softly before the door shut behind him.

The sound of the shower drizzled softly, mist fogging up the frosted glass and obscuring the silhouette within.

Despite her fatigue, Thalassa knew she couldn’t delay. The children were waiting for her downstairs, eager to indulge in their prearranged playtime.

She opted for a turtleneck dress from her wardrobe. Once dressed and freshened up, she descended the stairs.

The dining room scene was heartwarming.

Lysander sat at one end of the rectangular table, impeccably dressed in a suit and tie. His handsome features were relaxed as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

He was elegantly partaking of his breakfast.

Across the table, four little munchkins were obediently enjoying their meal.

riot of chatter and laughter,

of them had a napkin tucked into their collars to

attend to their needs at

A touch of melancholy intertwined with profound gratitude within her.

father, the children received the best care and attention.

years with her, they had

disinterest in children, Lysander was their father, and he ensured

Her eyes were glowing

resembled a

smile tugged at Thalassa’s lips as she approached the table, only

no space. The other sides of the table lacked the necessary tableware and chairs. Only the spot next to Lysander was available.

that spot was reserved

was not Thalassa’s first choice. She preferred to sit with the children,

down next

shrimp,” Atticus, a little gentleman, offered her a peeled shrimp from his

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