Chapter 1081

The feeling of being constantly cherished melted away the wrath that had been simmering in Lysander’s heart.

A trace of a smile curled the corners of his mouth as he pressed his cheek against Elowen’s tender face. The soft, squishy sensation was like a balm to his soul.

No wonder Thalassa loved to snuggle with the kids.

“Ouch, that’s prickly,” Elowen complained, her neck retracting slightly as Lysander’s stubble brushed against her. She shook her little head to dodge his scratchy cheek and patted his face with her small, chubby hands.

“Daddy, why do you have hair on your face? It’s so prickly,” she said, touching it tentatively before quickly withdrawing her hand.

“It’s called a beard, sweetheart,” Lysander replied gently. “Daddy didn’t shave yesterday.”

Lysander’s beard grew fast, necessitating daily shaves.

Skip a day, and you’d be dealing with a prickly five o’clock shadow.

Burning with fever last night, he had chased after Thalassa and the children until this afternoon, without a wink of sleep.

exhaustion, compounded by the ordeal, only accelerated the growth of his stubble.

won’t like it,” Elowen chimed, kicking her legs,

paused, looking at her for a few seconds before

down, placed Elowen on the ground,

his return, his face was clean-shaven, accentuating his handsome

handsome Daddy!” Elowen clapped her little hands joyfully

Elowen a tender glance before his gaze landed on Atticus’ cute, boyish face. “Atticus, come with me for a minute.”

Lysander led the way

of what his father wanted

on with puzzlement and

was there a special treat in

didn’t move until Dorian nudged him gently and said, “Daddy must need something. Go see what you can help with.”

Mommy,” Elowen agreed, nodding vigorously.

Atticus hurried to his room. Inside, he

asked, “Daddy, did you need something?”

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