Chapter 843

He moved the spoon to her lips again, scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal. The sweet and wet oatmeal touched her lips and moistened her dry mouth.

Thalassa stiffened a bit, opening her mouth to accept the oatmeal he was spoon–feeding her.

As Lysander went to scoop a second spoonful, Thalassa hastily reached for the bowl in his hands, “I’ll do it myself.”

Without refusing, Lysander handed the bowl to her.

She took small bites, struggling to swallow. A cough escaped her lips, drawing Lysander’s deep gaze towards her.

With determination, Thalassa managed to swallow the oatmeal hard that was almost coughed out.

Leopold’s funeral took place two days later at the Sinclair family’s upscale cemetery.

Zephyr allowed Thalassa’s four kids to attend Leopold’s funeral, but not Thalassa herself.

him one last farewell, but she

people in black mourning clothes paying their respects by Leopold’s grave. The humid summer breeze blew past the corners of her eyes and brought out the hot tears from her eyes, which trailed down her cheeks and onto her chin:

Zephyr looked at a picture of a young, radiant Leopold. He was visibly grief–stricken; his face showed signs of vicissitudes and his hair had turned significantly whiter, as if he had aged a decade overnight.

that pain when he lost his great–grandson. The successive

corners of his eyes; he hunched his back and was unable to

sobbing uncontrollably as if her world

with a heart full of sorrow. The pain of losing a son was unbearable, yet he was

heart was filled with

grave. Their innocent

what happened to Uncle? Why is his picture on

Thalassa had fled back to Hollowbrook with the kids, they had encountered Leopold at the Hollowbrook residence.

them back to their room, leaving their mother to

memory so

Elowen’s words, Zephyr’s aged figure trembled,

Leopold knew Thalassa.

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