Chapter 817
Just when the silence in the room became palpable, the door swung open. Four adorable children
scampered out, their tiny legs carrying them at a surprisingly swift pace.
“Mommy, look! Grandma made me a paper boat! And it can float on water, too!” Elowen held aloft a
boat made from newspaper, her chubby fingers barely able to contain its size. Her excitement was
infectious. Her mouth opened wide in joyousughter. As she rán, her pigtails bobbed with her
movements, adding to her charm.
“Mommy, I love my fan! It’s so cool and breezy!” Sophia clutched a colorful paper fan in her tiny hands,
running towards Thssa while fanning herself. Her short hair flew up in the breeze she created, and
even as someone who was usually timid, her smile was radiant at this moment.
“And I have a heart! Just like the love I have for Mommy and Grandma!” Dorian held a red paper heart
above his head as he sprinted towards Thssa, his happiness making him seem like a bird in flight.
“Mommy, I have a gun!” Even Atticus was brimming with joy, a sight Thssa saw rarely.
The children, each with their favorite toys, rushed towards the sofa and dove into Thssa’s arms in
unison. Their soft, chubby faces nestled against Thssa, some against her chest, others pressing
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against her face. Like marshmallows, their soft and sweet touch filled Thssa’s embrace.
Any humiliation or panic Thssa had felt earlier had been reced by the children’s joy, healing her
and leaving behind only love. She wrapped her arms around the little ones, a happy, loving smile
gracing her lips. “Grandma made these for you. As long as you all are happy, that’s all that matters.”
“Yeah, I love it!” Elowen affirmed, nodding her head vigorously. Her eyes sparkled as she spoke..
Evelyn emerged from the house, and this warm sight greeted her. She watched as the children cuddled
into Thssa’s embrace, a smile creeping onto her face. The scene warmed her heart, yet tears welled
up in her eyes.
In the past few days, Bruce and his wife’s affairs and Thssa giving Lysander four children yet unable
to marry him significantly weighed down Evelyn.
She locked herself up, asionally shedding silent tears. Thankfully, thoughts of the children consoled
her, their love healing her heart.
She had made origami toys for the children out of scrap paper to distract herself. As she folded each
toy, she imagined their joyous faces when they received them. Their happiness was indeed as she had
imagined, filling her with contentment.
Lysander sat beside Thssa, but the children only had eyes for Thssa. They sprinted past him and
did not even look at him, let alone pounce into his embrace.
Seeing them cuddling into her and their affectionate gestures softened Lysander’s eyes.
Just as the room was filled with peace and harmony, Lysander’s phone rang, shattering the calm.
Thssa and Evelyn turned to look at him, realizing they had been so engrossed in their happiness
that they had forgotten about Lysander’s intimidating presence. A hint of apprehension crept into their
joy.
Lysander answered the call, cing it on speaker and leaving it on the sofa. He then took out the pack
of cigarettes from his pocket.
“Mr. Sinir, we’ve uncovered everything about Bruce and Evelyn’s recent issues,” David reported.
“Go on, Lysander instructed, igniting his cigarette.
“Sometime back, Evelyn and Bruce met at a location arranged by the dating website. A fight broke out,
with Evelynnding a blow on Bruce’s head. Thssa arrived in time to rush Bruce to the hospital.
Bruce lost quite a bit of blood and needed a transfusion, but strangely enough, Thssa’s blood type
was not a match…” David’s voice echoed from the phone.
Thssa’s heart almost jumped to her throat, her eyes darting towards Lysander. Had he been
investigating Bruce’s injury?
Could Lysander find out that she was not Bruce’s daughter?