Chapter 624

Lysander looked down at the tiny figure of Sophia cradled in his arms. She was crying, her sobs tiny, as if she was afraid to make too much noise. Her eyes were filled with tears that slipped down her cheeks in a slow, steady stream.

Sophia’s vulnerability tugged at Lysander’s heartstrings, making it feel as if something was tightening around his chest and making it hard for him to breathe. She was his daughter. She should have been bold and vivacious, not timid and afraid.

It dawned on him then that the absence of his presence in the past four years must have hurt his children more than he could have realized.

As Lysander cradled Sophia, the other three little bundles of joy came tumbling down the stairs, their movements awkward and unsteady as if they might roll down the stairs at any moment..

The household staff stood by, ready to assist at a moment’s notice.

Once they reached the bottom, they scampered towards Lysander, their short legs wobbling like tiny penguins.

Elowen, with her chubby little arms, clung to Lysander’s leg, her rounded face tilted upwards, her little mouth pouting as she said in a soft voice, “Daddy, I miss Mommy too.”

by Lysander’s feet, his innocent

all want Mommy,” Atticus chimed in, his adorable face

his arms, Lysander fidgeted, then instructed one of the servants, “Call the gatehouse

anxiously waiting at the gate, was suddenly informed that she was allowed to enter. She hurried towards the Sinclair’s

the four children were gathered around Lysander, their little faces filled with sadness, pleading with him.

walked in, the children turned towards the door, their eyes lighting up like stars as they

“Mommy!” they chorused.

innocent voices pierced Thalassa’s heart, healing her

face as she crouched down, opening her arms to

children raced into her arms, their momentum caused Thalassa to stumble backward. She

children.

arms wrapped tightly around Thalassa’s head, securing her

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