Chapter 820


    Thssa’s heart pounded as her gaze darted to the rear-view mirror, where Lysander’s deep, brooding


    eyes met hers. Panic washed over her, leaving her feeling helpless and cornered.


    She quickly brushed away the tears from her face, blinking rapidly to clear her vision, “I’m not crying,


    honey,” she said with a forced smile. “The wind outside is just so strong that it blew some dust into my


    eyes.”


    With that, she pulled Sophia into her arms and nted a kiss on her forehead, hoping to reassure her


    and ease her worries.


    “Oh, Mommy, I’ll help blow the dust out of your eyes,” Sophia offered, tilting her head back and puffing


    out her cheeks as she blew a gentle breath towards Thssa’s eyes.


    It was what Thssa used to do for them when they got something in their eyes.


    Thssa yed along, lowering her head as Sophia blew gently on her face. The soft, milky-scented


    breath was somewhatforting. It soothed her troubled heart.


    She didn’t understand why she cried. She was sitting there in the car, thinking about Evelyn’s words


    that she didn’t have a big, fancy house, and couldn’t provide her kids with a stable home. They would


    have a better future with their father.


    She couldn’t even control her own life, let alone help her mother escape their predicament.


    The bitter realities of life seemed to magnify in her heart, causing tears to fall involuntarily from her


    eyes.


    Seeing Lysander’s intense gaze in the rear-view mirror, she snapped back to reality, suppressing her


    emotions and even using Sophia’s assistance as an excuse to avoid meeting his gaze.


    Lysander’s eyes, deep and mysterious, returned to the road ahead. He remained silent and his


    thoughts were inscrutable.


    Upon reaching Royal Estates, the kids were all sound asleep in the car.


    Lysander parked the car and one by one, he carried the kids into the house, tucking them into their


    beds.


    Upstairs in the master bedroom, Thssa rested against the headboard and lost in her thoughts.


    Suddenly, she heard a noise at the door. She quicklyid down, turning her back to the door and


    feigning sleep.


    As long as she was asleep, Lysander wouldn’t bother her.


    She closed her eyes and tried to keep her breath steady.


    Then she felt the bed suddenly dip behind her. A strong masculine presence drew closer, a solid chest


    radiating warmth pressing against her back. His rough hand sped her chin, turning her face towards


    him.


    Thssa’s heart fluttered at the feeling; her breath quickened and her pulse raced. Eyshes fluttered,


    she opened her eyes to meet


    Lysander’s ocean-deep gaze.


    His intense, mysterious gaze held her captive, like a piercing wind threatening to delve into the depths


    of her soul, seeing right through


    her.


    “Did returning to Royal Estates upset you?” Lysander’s low, maic voice echoed in her ears,


    His icy breath grazed her cheeks, leaving Thssa feeling a looming danger.


    She stiffened, mustering the courage to meet his gaze and insisted, “No, I really did get dust in my


    eyes from the wind.”


    He is still dwelling on the fact that she had suddenly burst into tears in the car, isn’t he? She thought.


    She also regretted not being able to control her emotions better.


    No matter how upset she was, she shouldn’t have cried in front of Lysander. Even if she did, he


    wouldn’t let her go or grant her freedom, would he?


    He would only tighten his grip on her, making her escape impossible.


    Lysander’s prating gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, making Thssa’s heart flutter with


    unease. Just when she thought she couldn’t escape his wrath, he let go of her chin andid down


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    beside her. Reaching out his arms, he was encircling her waist and drawing her into his embrace.


    As Thssa turned, her back now reced by her front pressed tightly against his muscr chest. Her


    heaving chest brushed against his firm bosom with each breath. The area where her hand instinctively


    rested was his abdomen.


    She could clearly feel the eight-pack abs, which was exuding a sense of masculine power.


    !


    And Thssa felt a sense of danger as she detected something below the abdomen. Her face heated


    up instantly as she struggled to free herself from his embrace.