Chapter 1308

Thalassa knew her daughter like the back of her hand. If she was asking that question, she was surely just trying to lift her spirits.

The worry etched on her face was so apparent, even the kids had taken notice.

Thalassa felt a pang in her heart but managed to coax a smile on her face, gently ruffling Elowen’s hair and softly said, “Mommy’s smiling, see?”

With that, a smile stretched across her lips, reassuring Elowen that she was indeed happy. “Hooray, Mommy finally smiled!” Elowen cheered, bouncing around in excitement.

“Mommy, you should smile more, and you’re prettiest when you smile,” Dorian said, tilting his little head as he gazed at Thalassa, his voice soft and endearing.

“You’re wise beyond your years, kiddo. Your mommy’s happiest with you all around.” Evelyn, standing to the side, felt her eyes well up with tears. She’d been alone at home for days, feeling lonely and sad.

Now, with the children’s company, her spirits were finally lifting.

“Mommy, let’s go home,” Sophia said, reaching out to take Thalassa’s hand. She hadn’t seen her for days and missed her terribly. All she wanted was to go back home with Thalassa.

“Mom…,” Thalassa hesitated, glancing at Evelyn helplessly.

The kids had been staying at Royal Estates, Lysander’s villa.

back now and Lysander found out, would he blow his top?

was the one who fretted how. Remembering Lysander’s ruthless ways and his coldness toward Thalassa sent a

caught Evelyn’s plea for help in her eyes. She knew all too well the worry abou Lysander’s

Lysander probably thought she wanted his

had nothing left to lose.

come to such a pass. It might be time to lay all

tightened her grip on Elowen and Sophia’s hands and declared, “Let’s go. We’re

tasty treat from Thalassa, the kids’ excitement

Thalassa resolved to take the kids home, Evelyn’s heart was heavy

staff came to pick up the kids and found them missing? Would they come knocking at Star

was swallow her fears and follow her

the preschool, a sleek

in silence as two adults led four

shadows behind them, creating an image of warmth and contentment on

distant and thoughtful.

asked cautiously, “Mr. Sinclair,

to the present, his voice

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