The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1204
The trepidation Thalassa felt toward Lysander, the suspicion that gnawed at her, the subconscious belief that he was out to
torment her, weighed heavily on his heart.
Though she hadn’t said anything, he sensed the barricade she had erected around her
heart.
Impenetrable, it stood defiant against all his efforts, unmoved by his attempts.
In the world of business, Lysander was a force to be reckoned with; his desires commanded reality, and the fates of others
seemed to bend at his will. But the human. heart, that was something he could not command.
Especially, the heart of a woman.
“Daddy, why aren’t you eating? Have some fish” Elowen’s sweet, lisping voice broke through his thoughts. She clumsily scooped
up a piece of fish with her tiny spoon, her small hand reaching out toward Lysander’s plate.
Her arm wasn’t long enough to reach his plate, so she just held out her hand, her innocent, hopeful eyes fixed on Lysander.
Her voice, so tender and endearing, brought Lysander back to the present. His gaze softened as he looked at Elowen, her
adorable, milk-toothed smile touching something deep within him and easing the pain in his heart.
His expression softened, he picked up his plate, and accepted the fish from Elowen with a low, resonant “Thank you.”
Elowen giggled, her voice bubbly as she said, “You’re welcome, Daddy. Eat up.”

The little one beamed with joy, her smile reminiscent of Thalassa’s-both beaut charming.
Children are simple, easily contented with a word of praise or a thank you.
What would it take to bring that same happiness to Thalassa?
After her bath, dressed and refreshed, Thalassa descended the stairs to find the four children clustered around Lysander on the
couch, all of them engrossed in the televisio
“Peppa Pig” was playing, Elowen’s favorite cartoon.
The children’s eyes were glued to the screen, and Lysander, sitting among them, shared their rapt attention as he joined them in
watching the show.
Touched by the scene, Thalassa paused on the stairs. It was such a warm, harmonious picture.
She stopped, pulled out her phone, aimed the camera at them, and pressed the shutter
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button.
Coincidentally, as she took the picture, the four children and Lysander turned their heads toward her, their gazes meeting the
camera lens.

The moment they all looked her way, the image was captured, frozen in time.
Seeing the photo, Thalassa’s lips curved into a pleased smile. “This picture turned out great.”
“Wow, Mommy’s sneaking pictures of us,” Elowen’s chubby hand covered her mouth as she laughed with delight.
“Mommy, why did you take our picture?” Dorian asked with youthful curiosity.
Caught in the act of candid photography, Thalassa maintained her composure as she approached with her phone, explaining,
“My old phone broke, and I lost all the photos, so I need to take some new ones to fill up the album.”
“Then take a picture of me, Mommy! I love having my photo taken,” Elowen clamored, jumping up from the couch and trying
various poses before realizing none seemed quite right.
Her bright eyes caught sight of Lysander nearby. With a burst of inspiration, she clambered onto his lap, beaming at Thalassa,
“Mommy, take the picture now!”
Thalassa hesitated, not immediately taking the picture, but instead, she glanced at Lysander, seeking his approval. Elowen had
just plopped herself onto his lap without warning and demanded a photo. She wondered if Lysander would be okay with it.
After all, the man was known for his mercurial moods, and just because he hadn’t objected to her taking the picture earlier didn’t
mean he was comfortable with b spontaneously cast in a family photo.
“What are you waiting for?” Lysander’s deep voice broke the silence, his intense meeting Thalassa’s.
Coming back to reality, Thalassa locked eyes with Lysander. Seeing him embrace li Elowen and adjust her posture, she
understood he was inviting her to take the pictur
He wasn’t angry after all.