Chapter 1108


    Thssa stood frozen, her gaze locked on Lysander''s pocket, unable to ignore the buzzing of a cell


    phone.


    Lysander''s sharp eyes darted to his phone as he fished it out of his pocket. His brows, usually as


    straight as an arrow, furrowed almost imperceptibly. He handed the phone to Thssa, saying, "Take


    it."


    "Me?" Thssa pointed at herself in disbelief.


    This was Lysander''s own phone. He was asking her to answer it?


    Were they really that close now that she could just pick up his calls?


    The people he knew were either business moguls or blue-blooded aristocrats.


    But she didn’t know any of them. What on earth would she say?


    While Thssa hesitated, Lysander urged her, "Hurry up."


    The phone continued to vibrate in his steadfast grip.


    Seeing the persistent vibrations, Thssa realized she had to act fast or the call would disconnect.


    Lysander''s demeanor was unmistakable. She took the phone from his hand, only to discover it was a


    video call, not just a voice call.


    And the caller ID read Fitch!


    A video call from Fitch to Lysander?


    Could it be the kids calling?


    Understanding dawned on Thssa in an instant, and her hesitation turned into excitement as she


    pressed the answer button.


    The screen filled with the big, bright eyes of not one but four children, their longshes fluttering


    adorably.


    What was this?


    All four kids huddled in front of the phone, eyes wide with anticipation?


    "Atticus, Dorian, Elowen, Sophia, what are you guys up to? Pressing your faces against the camera to


    give your dad a fright?" Thssa''s lips curled into a smile as her tone shifted to one of warmth and


    tenderness.


    No matter how upset she was, her irritation melted away at the sight of the children, reced by a


    glowing maternal affection and gentle patience.


    "Wow, it''s Mommy!" Elowen''s voice was filled with glee, her eyes going wide with surprise, making


    them look even more like shiny marbles on the screen.


    "It''s really Mommy!" Dorian''s voice echoed Elowen’s excitement. "Wow, Fitch didn''t lie to us, finding


    Daddy means finding Mommy too."


    They had called Lysander hoping he would lead them to their mother, but they hadn’t expected to see


    her face as soon as they dialed his number. It was a delightful surprise.


    "Mommy, um, I''ve missed you so much." Sophia''s big, round eyes brimmed with tears as she pouted,


    her voice quivering on the edge of a cry.


    Her pitiful look tugged at the heartstrings.


    Seeing Sophia on the verge of tears, Thssa''s heart clenched with empathy. She quickly reassured


    her, "Don''t cry, Sophia. Mommy''s here. Mommy missed you all too."


    She had been staying in the hospital for days and had indeed missed her children terribly. Even though


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    Lysander hadn’t brought them to the hospital, and she was too stubborn to go to the Royal Estates, her


    heart was always with her four little ones.


    "Daddy''s a big meanie! He said if we were good in school, we''d get to see Mommy. We''ve been good


    for days, and he still hasn''t taken us to see you," Atticus took the phone, holding it at arm''s length so


    that all their faces could be clearly seen on the screen. His young brow was furrowed with indignation.


    Thssa was taken aback by Atticus'' outspoken criticism of Lysander, and she nced at Lysander


    apprehensively, worried that Atticus might have upset him.


    But Lysander stood there, an aura of calm around him, his deep eyes fixed on her.


    Thssa gave him a nervous smile and said, "He’s just a kid..."