The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 592

Thalassa’s heart clenched as she saw him approaching her bedside. It was a primal fear, one that her body seemed to react to instinctively.

Lysander came forward, his large hand gently taking Elowen’s tiny one from her

Elowen turned to look at him, her round face tilting upward, her bright eyes filled with curiosity.

“Could you guys step out for a bit? Let your mom rest,” Lysander suggested.

“What’s wrong with Mom? Is she sick?” Dorian asked, his youthful eyes filled with concern, staring at Thalassa.

He had noticed earlier that his mother’s voice had been quite hoarse.

“Mom, if you’re sick, we can go to the hospital. You can take a shot. It won’t hurt. Sophia will blow on it and make the pain fly away,” Sophia said, her tiny face looking anxious.

The person that mattered most to this little girl was undoubtedly her mother.

Whenever she had to get shots in the past, her mother had always comforted her in that way.

“Mom’s fine. I’m just a little tired. I’ll be okay after some rest,” Thalassa said.

Surrounded by her children’s concern, she felt a mixture of heartache, bitterness, and gratification.

us,” Elowen said, her chubby face turning towards Lysander, her bright eyes filled with anticipation. “Dad,

looked at Lysander, fearing he

they were to be

to stand up, she would have definitely played with the children and joined them in their games.

legs were so weak, so devoid of strength, that even if she tried to force herself, she wouldn’t have been able to keep herself upright. The moment she tried to stand, her legs would have started to

and apprehensive, Lysander’s deep voice broke the silence,

cried excitedly, jumping up and down.

also seemed to brighten up, their eyes shining with

felt the tension leave her shoulders.

we don’t disturb Mom while she rests,” Elowen said, clutching Lysander’s hand and

legs to keep up with

Dorian said, bidding Thalassa farewell before heading

remained in the room.

severe. His baby brows furrowed in worry

the bed, and her eyes filled with

fine, don’t worry. Go out and play. Dad’s

could hardly imagine what it would have looked like that Lysander playing hide-and-seek with

reserved, hardly one for smiles or laughter. That severe man playing such a childish game, would

loose and have a great time with

have loved to see Lysander playing hide-and-seek with