Chapter 1110
"Aw,e on, let go!" Dorian iled his arms and legs in the air. "You big meanie, Daddy, let me go!"
Lysander held him aloft, then set him down to one side, his deep-set eyes looking intently at him. "Say
that one more time, and I''ll tan your hide!"
Dorian paused, his little hands immediately covering his behind,rge eyes blinking up at Lysander, lips
pursed, refraining from uttering another word.
In that moment, the thought crossed his mind: Daddy is kind of scary when he''s mad.
Thssa, upon hearing Lysander’s words, felt a surge of fear. Swiftly, she stepped forward, embracing
Dorian protectively in her arms. Addressing Lysander, she pleaded, “He knows he made a mistake.
Please, forgive him this once.”
Earlier, when Atticus had called Lysander a “big meanie” on the phone, Lysander''s whole aura shifted,
and Thssa had every reason to believe he was keeping score for ater showdown. Now, Dorian
had called Lysander a “big meanie” again, it seemed he was practically handing Lysander a reason to
spank Dorian.
The very thought of Lysander spanking Dorian made Thssa''s heart ache. Throughout the children’s
growth, she had never had the heart toy a finger on them. Even the slightest scrape or bump had
always sent her into a state of worry.
Her children were obedient, sensible, and polite. They didn''t act up without reason.
"Really?" Lysander nced at Thssa, then turned his gaze back to Dorian.
Feeling the chill in his eyes, Dorian''s little hand tightened on Thssa''s pants, seeking protection and
Sensing her child''s fear, Thssa gently stroked Dorian''s head and softly said, "Dorian, he''s your dad.
You can''t call him a meanie. It''s rude and disrespectful. Understand?"
"But Daddy just grabbed me." Dorian nuzzled his head against Thssa''s leg, the picture of injustice.
"Your mom''s expecting, and we can''t have you bumping into her belly," Lysander said in his deep,
resonant voice.
Thssa looked incredulously at Lysander. He had suddenly grabbed Dorian by the cor and pulled
him away from her, not because he was settling scores, but because he was worried about Dorian
bumping into her belly?
She hadn''t even been that careful herself.
After ncing at Lysander, Thssa regained herposure to find four pairs of curious and excited
little eyes staring at her, their gazes shining.
Dorian, who had felt wronged just moments before, now radiated joy. His eyes sparked as he
eximed, "Mommy, are you gonna have a baby brother or sister for us?"
Atticus, with a mix of shock and amazement, wore an expressive look on his cute little face. "Mommy,
you''re pregnant? I promise never to jump into your arms again."
Elowen chimed in, "I get it now. Daddy didn''t bring Mommy back home because she was getting ready
to have our baby brother or sister!"
Sophia nodded firmly, "Yeah, Daddy was hiding Mommy while she was expecting our sibling!"
Thssa was mortified.
The children''s words were ripe for misinterpretation, and with so many house staff around.
Thssa''s cheeks flushed as she awkwardly exined, "Mommy was in the hospital for a few days.
Your dad was probably just worried about me getting disturbed and not resting well, so he didn''t take
you to see me."
Thssa made the exnation for Lysander to the kids.
After she finished, the little ones looked at her with their innocent, puzzled eyes, then at Lysander, as if
they had grasped her meaning.
Atticus sneaked a look at Lysander, then dropped his gaze, feeling guilty for leading the charge in
calling him a meanie. Now, after hearing Thssa''s exnation, he knew he was wrong.
His voice was soft but audible to everyone present.
"Daddy, I''m sorry. I shouldn''t have called you a meanie."
Seeing his brother Atticus apologizing, Dorian quickly added, "Daddy, I''m sorry too. You''re not a
meanie. You''re the best dad we could ever love."