Chapter 1109
“Dad’s such a big meanie, not taking us to see Mommy, humph!” Atticus pouted adorably, his little frown punctuating each word.
“Yeah, Daddy’s a big meanie, we don’t like him anymore. Daddy, don’t come back, just live with Mommy outside!” Dorian crossed
his arms and tried to look tough, though his attempt was more cute than intimidating.
Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat; trouble seemed to find her family in waves. Rushing to smooth things over, she explained into
the phone, “Mommy was in the hospital these past few days, and you guys had school. The timing was just off.”
“Call’s over, we’re heading back to Royal Estates now,” Lysander’s deep voice filled the space with authority.
“Then you better hurry back, we’re waiting for you,” Atticus instructed in the final second before the call ended.
As the video call dropped, the cherubic faces of the four little ones vanished from the phone screen.
Thinking of her children waiting for her, Thalassa didn’t wait for Lysander to speak up. “I’ll go tell my mom, and I’ll be ready to
leave immediately.”
Back at Royal Estates, after ending the video call, Atticus and Dorian exchanged a knowing smile. They raised their hands and
high-fived, their eyes crinkling with mischief.
Fitch, witnessing the kids’ antics, was initially confused by their celebratory gesture. But when he remembered the content of
their conversation on the call, it clicked.
The kids were really pulling out all the stops to get both their parents to come home.
So young, yet so shrewd, their minds worked at lightning speed.
Atticus had even coordinated his act with Dorian flawlessly.
What would they be capable of when they grew up?
Thalassa quickly informed Evelyn that she needed to be with her four children at Royal Estates. Evelyn, fully understanding the
urgency, said, “Go, dear, it’s getting late, and I’m off to bed myself.”
I’ll come back tomorrow afternoon, and I’ll see if I can bring the kids with me,” Thalassa
said.
“That would be wonderful, dear. I miss them too,” Evelyn replied with longing in her voice.
“Alright then, sleep well. I’m off, call me if you need anything,” Thalassa said before
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heading out.
Thalassa and Lysander set off together, the car ride shrouded in an uncomfortable silence, making the act of breathing a bit
more difficult.
Thalassa looked out of the car window at the passing scenery, using it as a distraction from the awkward silence.
The driver was steady at the wheel, sensing the stark contrast to the icy tension that had enveloped Lysander earlier.
It seemed Ms. Everhart had managed to soothe the beast in Mr. Sinclair, sparing him any collateral frostbite.
Before long, they arrived at Royal Estates. Thalassa was the first to jump out of the car as soon as it stopped.
The children had been waiting eagerly for Thalassa, and at the sound of the car’s engine, they burst out of the house.
“Mommy!”
All four little ones shouted in unison, racing towards her and diving into her arms.
Thalassa staggered back a step under the force of their enthusiastic charge, but her face was alight with joy. “My darlings,
Mommy’s missed you so much.”
“Mmm, we missed Mommy too,” Dorian nuzzled against Thalassa’s belly, expressing how much he had missed her.
Just as Thalassa was about to hug Dorian, Lysander’s large hand grasped the boy’s collar and pulled him away, “Stay away from
your mother!” he commanded with a half-joking
sternness.