Chapter 556
“Uh-huh, I want to play with Mommy.” Elowen agreed. Her big, bright eyes danced with excitement.
“Let’s go and wait for Mommy outside,” Dorian suggested, getting up from the bed and grabbing Elowen’s tiny hand.
Sophia, always the proactive one, had already slid off the bed.
Hand-in-hand, Elowen, and Dorian walked to the edge of the bed, leaned over, and slid down as well.
Atticus, the quickest, was already waiting for his siblings at the door.
Thalassa watched her little ones go. Her heart was full of warmth. When they reached the door, Elowen stopped and turned her
chubby face towards Thalassa. “Mommy, I want to sleep with you tonight.”
“Me too!” Dorian raised his hand.
“Same here,” Sophia mumbled, her head down.
Looking at their innocent eyes full of love and dependency, Thalassa was overwhelmed with happiness, despite her predicament
at the time. “All right, Mommy will tell you a story tonight,” she promised. Her smile was tender and full of motherly love.
With that assurance, the little ones cheerfully left the room.
Fitch, who had been waiting at the door, quickly shut it. A cold sweat broke out on his back.
He had been terrified when the children woke up and demanded to see their mother. Unable to hold them off, he had taken them
to the master bedroom. However, he hadn’t expected them to open the door themselves. They rushed in before he even had a
chance to stop them.
Scared of disturbing Lysander and the potential consequences, Fitch had waited nervously outside the door. His legs were weak
with fear.
Thankfully, Lysander hadn’t shown any signs of anger.
Even so, Fitch was still shaken up. If he had disturbed Lysander and exposed the children to something they shouldn’t have
seen, his career as a butler would have been over. He resolved to keep a closer eye on the children in the future to prevent any
such mishaps.
After the children had left, Thalassa got up. The blanket slipped off her. She quickly grabbed it, turning to look at Lysander. His
intense gaze was an invisible pressure, stirring her
emotions.
Thalassa felt her heart rate quicken. Her body stiffened under his scrutiny. Even though the children were gone, her
embarrassment hadn’t subsided.
With daylight streaming in, any movement she made was clearly visible to Lysander.
Feeling exposed and vulnerable, she squirmed under his gaze.
“What haven’t I seen of you that you’re still shy?” Lysander’s baritone voice carried a hint of teasing.
His words were blatant, causing Thalassa to blush with embarrassment and anger. She snapped back, “Same goes for you. You
have no secrets from me.”
“Is that so? Then let’s be open about it.” Lysander responded.
At that moment, Thalassa felt a chill run down her spine.
Gasping in surprise, she didn’t know where to place her hands.
“Ah!” The next moment, she found herself lifted off the bed.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck. His chest was firm and sculpted, radiating a masculine allure that was
almost intoxicating.
His breath fanned her face.
Thalassa’s heart pounded in her chest.
Wide-eyed, she looked up at him. His jaw was sharply defined, and his Adam’s apple was prominent.
Everything about him screamed masculinity.
Thalassa felt her heart rise to her throat, and she swallowed hard.
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