The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1203

“Maybe I shouldn’t let Mom have any more,” little Elowen mused with innocent concern, her blue eyes wide with worry. “What if it makes her belly burst?”

“Mom’s got a brother or sister for us in there,” she added softly.

Elowen nodded her understanding dutifully, “Okay, Mommy, you eat less. Don’t burst your belly.”

The little one was genuinely worried, believing one could truly eat until they burst.

Thalassa chuckled warmly, her gentle smile spreading across her face as she said, A’Alright, dig in everyone.”

WWith her words, the four little kids quietly nibbled on their food, adorably and daintily Spspooning bites into their mouths.

T Thalassa couldn’t help but let her smile linger as she watched their soft, cute, and sensible ittittle faces. Seeing the kids engrossed in their dinner, she too turned her attention back to heher plate.

Heterselection was a comforting spread: the three dishes Lysander specially prepared for hener.

half, Thalassa felt full, even a

towering and intimidating husband, casting a cold and shaitano proresence that seemed to press down on her

meat, he would erupt like a volcano, fierce

uncomfortably full, Thalassa soldiered on with her meal.

adw whithediody works when you’re hungry, everything tastes divine, al appetite is Moroccisus. But when full, even the most delicious morsels lose

anoth then taitefof the rich beef stew, but her stomach rebelled against greasiness. s.

she persevered, a

snatchaited

pig? if you can’t eat it, don’t force

she spat it out onto the napkin on

her mouth, then looked up at Lysander with panicked eyes, meeting his hard, displeased gaze.

face was tight with

to explain, “These are the dishes you had specially prepared for me. Of course, I wanted to finish them. Otherwise, you’d be upset.”

aura growing colder, barely containing his