Chapter 700


    The moment Thssa spotted Lysander, the soothing smile, which was just happily adorning her face,


    froze.


    She sensed something was off about Lysander’s aura, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.


    “Daddy, you bumped into me.” Elowen whimpered while rubbing her forehead with her tiny hand as her


    lips formed a sad pout. Her childish and adorable voice made it hard for a person to be upset, even


    when sheined.


    “Slow down, sweetheart.” Lysander’s deep voice softened. It was now a wash of paternal affection as


    he gently rubbed her head.


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    “Mmm.” Satisfied, Elowen gave him a cheerful nod and scampered out of the room.


    As Lysander approached Thssa, the atmosphere in the room grew tense and suffocating, making it


    hard for her to breathe. Her hand, which was holding Sophia’s, involuntarily tightened.


    Sophia seemed to sense the tension too. She snuggled closer to Thssa as her innocent eyes looked


    at Lysander with apprehension.


    Mommy, does your foot still hurt?” Dorian asked while lying at the end of the bed as his gentle eyes


    fixed themselves on Thssa’s bandaged foot.


    His innocent question eased the awkwardness in the room.


    Thssa managed a thin smile despite the pressure from Lysander’s presence. “It doesn’t hurt


    anymore. It’ll be better in a few days.”


    “That’s great! Once you’re better, we can take you to KFC. Chicken feet are supposed to be good for


    healing, right?” Dorian suggested as his bright and adorable smile lightened up the room.


    Thssa understood what Dorian meant. He thought that by eating chicken feet, her foot would heal


    quickly. She chuckled at his innocent and childish ideas, feelingforted and loved.


    Being surrounded by the love of her children made her feel like she had already fully healed, despite


    her difficulties.


    “Mommy, Daddy, look what I’ve got!” Elowen burst into the room again, holding a red rose, the one that


    Dn had given her.


    Elowen ran to Thssa’s bed, holding up the rose for her to see.


    “What a beautiful flower.” Thssa praised.


    Elowen’s eyes sparkled. She then turned to Lysander and asked in her baby voice, “Daddy, do you


    think it’s pretty?”


    Lysander’s eyes darkened, and he didn’t answer right away.


    Thssa anxiously watched Lysander, afraid he might hurt Elowen’s feelings.


    Finally, he grunted an affirmative “Mhm.”


    “Yay! I think it’s so pretty! I love it!” Elowen chirped as she bounced around the room like a little bird.


    Lysander nced at Fitch, who was standing by the door. “Take them down for dinner.”


    Fitch nodded and began to usher the children towards the door.


    Sophia lingered at Thssa’s bedside. Her timid eyes stayed fixed on her mother. “Mommy…”


    Thssa gently rubbed her head to reassure her. “Go have dinner with Fitch. I’ll join you shortly.”


    “Okay, but you muste, Mommy.” Sophia finally rxed. Her mother would never break a promise.


    “Alright.” Thssa agreed.


    Once the children left with Fitch, only Thssa and Lysander were left in the room. The tension was


    palpable. Even Thssa’s shoulders tensed up. Lysander’s towering figure approached her, and his


    imposing presence cast a long, domineering shadow over her.


    Her heart pounded in her chest, not knowing what was troubling him. She looked at him warily. “The


    painkillers are really effective. My foot feels much better after taking them.”