Chapter 624


    Lysander looked down at the tiny figure of Sophia cradled in his arms. She was crying, her sobs tiny, as


    if she was afraid to make too much noise. Her eyes were filled with tears that slipped down her cheeks


    in a slow, steady stream.


    Sophia’s vulnerability tugged at Lysander’s heartstrings, making it feel as if something was tightening


    around his chest and making it hard for him to breathe. She was his daughter. She should have been


    bold and vivacious, not timid and afraid.


    It dawned on him then that the absence of his presence in the past four years must have hurt his


    children more than he could have realized.


    As Lysander cradled Sophia, the other three little bundles of joy came tumbling down the stairs, their


    movements awkward and unsteady as if they might roll down the stairs at any moment..


    The household staff stood by, ready to assist at a moment’s notice.


    Once they reached the bottom, they scampered towards Lysander, their short legs wobbling like tiny


    penguins.


    Elowen, with her chubby little arms, clung to Lysander’s leg, her rounded face tilted upwards, her little


    mouth pouting as she said in a soft voice, “Daddy, I miss Mommy too.”


    “I want Mommy too,” Dorian dered, standing by Lysander’s feet, his innocent eyes filled with


    sadness.


    “Yes, we all want Mommy,” Atticus chimed in, his adorable face serious.


    Surrounded by his children, with Sophia still sobbing in his arms, Lysander fidgeted, then instructed


    one of the servants, “Call the gatehouse and let her in.”


    Thssa, who had been anxiously waiting at the gate, was suddenly informed that she was allowed to


    enter. She hurried towards the Sinir’s house.


    There, in the living room, the four children were gathered around Lysander, their little faces filled with


    sadness, pleading with him.


    As Thssa walked in, the children turned towards the door, their eyes lighting up like stars as they


    saw her. Their faces bloomed into smiles as they raced towards her.


    “Mommy!” they chorused.


    Their innocent voices pierced Thssa’s heart, healing her anxiety and nervousness.


    A fond smile spread across Thssa’s face as she crouched down, opening her arms to wee her


    little ones.


    As the four children raced into her arms, their momentum caused Thssa to stumble backward. She


    ended up on the floor, her arms full of her


    children.


    Elowen’s chubby face was pressed against hers, her arms wrapped tightly around Thssa’s head,


    securing her ce.


    “Mommy, I missed you so much. I want a hug.”


    “All right, sweetheart. Hugs for everyone,” Thssa managed, her voice muffled by Elowen’s hold.


    Sophia clung to Thssa’s arm, her face burrowed into her armpit, a picture of contentment and


    happiness.


    “Mommy, um…”


    “It’s all right, Sophia. Mommy’s here. Don’t cry.”


    Dorian hugged Thssa’s other arm, trying to stand up and pull her up, but his strength was not


    enough.


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    “Mommy, I’ll pull you up.”


    Atticus, who had rolled to Thssa’s feet, quickly got up and ran over to Dorian, joining him in trying to


    lift Thssa. Then the two brothers pulled together to help their mother.