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.

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much, and she spat it out onto the napkin

reached for a tissue, wiping her mouth, then looked up at Lysander with panicked eyes, meeting his hard,

face was tight with

nerves spiked as she rushed to explain, “These are the dishes you had specially prepared for me. Of course, I wanted to finish them. Otherwise, you’d

growing colder, barely