Chapter 658

Lysander’s handsome face looked quite stern as his gaze focused on Elowen; everything he said was laced with a grave seriousness.

Even Thalassa could sense the tension in the air. The atmosphere was thick with it.

She glanced at Lysander, then carefully shifted her gaze to Elowen.

The little girl was pouting, her chubby cheeks reminding one of a small goldfish. She was both naive and confused, but she obediently responded to Lysander in a childish tone, “I understand, Daddy. Don’t be mad. Have a strawberry.”

She plucked a strawberry from the plate with her chubby little hand and, extending her short arm across the table, offered it to Lysander.

Her innocent and appeasing demeanor, coupled with her sparkling eyes, was enough to melt even the coldest heart.

Lysander’s anger seemed to dissipate a bit; even his sharp aura mellowed significantly.

After accepting the strawberry from Elowen, he said, “Daddy’s not mad, as long as you understand.”

Elowen nodded vigorously. Her obedient demeanor was reminiscent of a typical doting father’s sweetheart.

Lysander to have such a tender

remembered him once saying he disliked

terrified, fearing Lysander might discover the existence of the children and, worse, treat

them and keep them out

to see his patience and

ways

Lysander’s gaze shifted to Sophia, who was quietly eating

safe distance from

D

lowered her head again and nodded softly. Her voice was barely a whisper as she responded, “I

voice was soft, Lysander clearly

of the word “Daddy” made Lysander’s heart feel like it was wrapped in

a father, he had never felt

her mouth and a warm smile on

with affection, made any doubts Thalassa had vanish. After the children had taken their baths, assisted by Thalassa and the housemaids, she

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