Chapter 813


    “Hmm, I got it.” Dorian acknowledged, his lips pursed slightly in a thoughtful pout.


    Fitch heaved a silent sigh of relief. Thankfully, Lysander did not scold him.


    Atticus, finally recovering from his surprise, looked past Lysander but did not find Thssa. His small


    face, full of displeasure, turned up to Lysander. ‘Where’s Mom?”


    Elowen and Sophia, at the mention of ‘mom, seemed to have their switches turned on. Their innocent


    eyes blinked in surprise before they dropped their building blocks, scrambled up from the floor, and


    shuffled over to Lysander.


    Elowen, the braver and more joyous of the two, tugged at Lysander’s pants leg. Her chubby face tilted


    up in anticipation, and herrge, innocent eyes were filled with expectation as she asked, “Daddy, why


    did Mom note home with you?”


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    Sophia trailed behind, too shy to approach Lysander. She stood behind Elowen, her gaze timid. Clearly,


    she missed her mother, too.


    Lysander took in the expressions of his children and said, “She’s at your grandma’s.”


    “Hmm, I miss Mom. I want to see her,” Elowen said, herrge, watery eyes filled with tears, her little


    mouth pouting in sadness.


    “I miss Mom and Grandma too.” Realizing his mother was not home, Dorian’s voice dropped to a pitiful


    whisper.


    Lysander replied, “Clean up and rest well. I’ll take you to see her on Saturday.”


    “Saturday? That’s two days away! We can’t see Mom for two whole days?” Atticus’ using gaze was


    fixed on Lysander.


    “Hmm, two days is too long,” Elowen sobbed, tugging at Lysander’s pants. “No, I want to see Mom


    now.”


    Sophia’s lips quivered, tears welling in her eyes.


    Lysander looked sternly at Atticus, who was usually the instigator of these emotional outbursts. As the


    eldest, his ability to rally his younger siblings was


    uncanny.


    Dorian, who was just happily ying moments ago, was now crying for their mother, thanks to Atticus.


    Atticus lowered his gaze under Lysander’s reprimand. He just missed their mother. Was that so


    wrong?


    “Daddy, will you take us to grandma’s house? Please?” Elowen pleaded, her chubby fingers clutching


    at Lysander’s pants leg.


    Lysander bent down, lifted Elowen into his arms, and wiped her tears away with his thumb. “Stop


    crying. You don’t look pretty when you cry.”


    “But I can’t help crying when Mom’s not here,” Elowen mumbled, her voice teary, then buried her face


    into Lysander’s chest, smearing snot on his shirt.


    Fitch watched, his body freezing in horror, his face ashen.


    Oh no, little princess Elowen had smeared snot on Lysander’s immacte ck shirt. Lysander was a


    clean freak, and his clothes were spotless. How could he tolerate snot on his shirt?


    Fitch feared for Elowen, expecting Lysander to drop her like a hot potato.


    However, to Fitch’s surprise, Lysander did not get angry. Instead, he gently patted Elowen’s back, his


    deep voice soothing her. “How can we go if you won’t stop crying?”


    Elowen did not immediately understand what Lysander meant, but the other three understood right


    away.


    Atticus’ face lit up, and Dorian’s saddened eyes sparkled excitedly. Sophia’s teary eyes cleared, her


    lips curving into a happy smile, a bubble of snot. popping out of her nose.


    Elowen, still sobbing in Lysander’s arms, finally understood what he meant after a moment. She


    paused, then lifted her face to look at him, herrge, bright eyes sparkling. She hugged Lysander’s


    face and leaned in to nt a wet kiss on his cheek. “Daddy, love you the most.”


    The little girl’s kiss smeared more snot on Lysander’s face, but he did not seem to mind at all