Chapter 1179


    Her voice was soft and tender as she called out weakly.


    Thssa squatted down, arms wide open, ready to catch her children as they raced towards her.


    Suddenly, a towering figure loomed over her, and before she knew it, Lysander had stepped in front of


    her, scooping up the four little ones headed her way.


    Like ducklings in a row, the children''s round bodies were instantly cradled in Lysander''s long arms.


    "Hey, Dad, let go, I want Mom!" Dorian protested, struggling in Lysander''s embrace, his little hands


    pushing against his father''s sturdy chest, trying to wriggle free and jump into his mother''s arms.


    Elowen wasn''t happy either. "I want a hug from Mom."


    Atticusined, "I helped you find Mom yesterday, and you promised we could y with her."


    Sophia chimed in softly, "Mommy, I want Mommy."


    Thssa was puzzled; Lysander had never stopped the kids from running to her before. Why was he


    suddenly preventing their affectionate reunion?


    As her confusion grew, Lysander''s calm voice broke through, "What did I tell youst time? Have you


    forgotten already? Mommy has a baby brother or sister in her belly, and we need to be gentle,


    remember?"


    Lysander was teaching the little ones a lesson.


    Thssa''s heart skipped a beat at his words, and she suddenly realized why Lysander had acted this


    way. She, too, had just remembered the new life growing inside her.


    She had the instinct to protect the baby, but faced with her four children, her love for them made her


    eager to embrace them, temporarily forgetting the delicate one in her womb.


    Lysander, however, was always mindful of it.


    The children were very understanding; they couldn''t grasp Lysander''s actions at first, but upon hearing


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    his exnation, they immediately understood his intentions.


    Dorian calmed down and said obediently, "I understand, I''ll be very careful not to bump into Mommy


    and protect the little baby in her tummy."


    "Good," Lysander said, ruffling Dorian''s hair in approval.


    "Dad, if you need me for anything, I''ll still help you quickly," Atticus said, his voice softening as he


    grasped his father''s concern for his mother.


    "Okay, I''ll be careful," said Elowen, her big, bright eyes blinking understandingly.


    "I like the new baby," Sophia cooed.


    Finally, Lysander released them.


    Once free, the children dashed towards Thssa, slowing down instinctively just before reaching her,


    approaching with soft steps. They looked up at her with their sweet, innocent eyes.


    "Mommy, Fitch said if we yed here for a while, you''de back, and he was right." Atticus told


    Thssa.


    It was Saturday, no school, and the kids had been looking for their mother since they woke up.


    Fitch had been creatively distracting them, coaxing them to finish breakfast and then to y outside, all


    to divert their attention.


    In truth, Fitch had no idea when Thssa and Lysander would return.


    Thssa nced gratefully at Fitch, who stood to the side; Thssa could imagine the ruckus when


    the children wanted to find her, and she appreciated Fitch''s patient guidance and care.


    Fitch received Thssa''s thankful gaze and nodded respectfully, signaling his acknowledgement and


    silentlymunicating that it was his duty, no thanks necessary.


    "Mommy, can I touch your belly?" Dorian asked, looking up with his youthful innocence. He was curious


    to feel what it was like for his sibling to y inside his mother''s belly.


    Thssa came back to the present and responded to Dorian, "Of course you can, but there isn''t much


    to feel yet. The baby is still very small, not even fully shaped."


    "Really? Let me feel," Dorian said, taking small steps forward. He gently touched Thssa''s belly,


    being extremely careful as if afraid to hurt the baby.


    After feeling her belly, he looked up at Thssa with his bright eyes, full of wonder, and eximed, "It''s


    like a little fish swimming around, so magical."


    Thssaughed at his adorablement, "That''s just your imagination, sweetheart. You can''t really


    feel anything at this stage."


    As she spoke, she felt a deep gaze upon her. Turning her head, she locked eyes with Lysander, whose


    profound eyes were filled with an unspoken conversation of love and protection for their growing family.