Chapter 610

While Faye was waiting for a spectacle, Thalassa was as tense as a tightly wound spring, afraid that Elowen might be hurt or upset.

Lysander opened his mouth, biting into the small cream puff Elowen had held to his lips. After a small pause, he began to praise it in his deep voice. “Delicious. My daughter knows my taste best.”

The sweet scent of milk wafted from the little one, reminding him of Thalassa. It was similar to the comforting aroma he’d noticed when he’d kissed

her.

She had lied to him, saying she’d been drinking milk, but it wasn’t until he found his four children that he connected the dots. The sweet smell was because Thalassa spent every day with the four little ones; each of them exuded the comforting scent of milk.

It was a heartwarming scent.

“Of course, I’m Daddy’s little muffin.” Elowen’s joy was evident in her squinted eyes and beautiful dimples that appeared on her cheeks when she smiled.

The way she said “little muffin” was so sweet and adorable that it could melt even the iciest of hearts.

were replaced by overwhelming

for Elowen, who was clearly

also touched by Elowen’s sweet,

to be healed by this one

by those

see Elowen fail. She wanted to see her upset and crying. That would have been satisfying for

didn’t have a sweet tooth, actually ate the cream puff Elowen fed him and even praised her for

a slap in

face turned pale, and her limbs went numb from

felt like she was the clown in

felt his anger dissipate at the sight of Lysander’s affectionate interaction with his daughter,

irritation. Until the butler reminded him that the children were just having fun, all his annoyance

children

“Faye, sit; let’s eat. This is

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