At least Leopold''s bloodline would continue if that’s the case.


    No sooner had Amelia posed her question than Zephyr and Lysander turned to look at her in unison.


    In Zephyr''s cloudy eyes, shock mingled with a flicker of hope.


    Lysander''s gaze, however, was dark as a stormy sky and cold as ice. It wasden with reproach toward Amelia.


    "I''ve told you before, the child Thssa is carrying is mine! It can''t possibly be anyone else''s!" Lysander''s voice cut through the


    air, decisive and brooking no argument.


    “How can you be so sure it''s yours? What if she was unfaithful with Leopold behind your back? Then the child could be


    Leopold''s," Amelia retorted, clinging to a sliver of hope.


    "She hasn''t been with him; I''m certain of it!" Lysander replied, his tone as cold as steel.


    “Lysander, maybe Amelia has a point. Shouldn''t we have a paternity test just to be sure?" Zephyr suggested, seeking Lysander''s


    consent with a tentative look.


    "Nonsense!" Lysander snapped, rising in anger and storming out of the Sinir residence, his stance unequivocally clear.


    Zephyr and Amelia exchanged nces as they watched Lysander''s retreating figure, a frosty silhouette of indignation.


    The hopeful light in Amelia''s eyes was quickly doused by a wave of disappointment.


    And the weight of the world seemed to settle in Zephyr''s aged, milky eyes.


    The next day, Thssa didn''t go to work.


    She had deliberately asked Ethan for the day off to spend time with Evelyn at home.


    In the afternoon, Thssa took Evelyn to the preschool to pick up her kids.


    It had been days since she''d seen her little ones, and she missed them dearly.


    She brought Evelyn along, hoping the yful and cuddly nature of the children would brighten her spirits.


    Waiting at the preschool gate, they soon saw teachers leading out a line of children, each as adorable as a button.


    Before long, Thssa spotted her four little children among the crowd.


    She tugged at Evelyn''s sleeve and eximed, "Mom, look! The kids areing out."


    Evelyn peered into the courtyard, and upon seeing the four little darlings, her sorrowful eyes were suddenly brimming with light.


    She waved into the yard and called out, "Atticus, Dorian, Elowen, Sophia!"


    At the sound of her voice, the


    children looked up and Seauicre iad


    Thssa and yeh ther eyes


    spakea''as they scampered toward


    them without waiting for the


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    “Mommy, Grandma!" the little ones chorused, rushing into their arms.


    Thssa enveloped them, the sweet scent of them intoxicating her senses and lifting the heaviness from her heart.


    "Mommy, I''ve learned a new dance! |


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    pubig\face beaming as she twirled


    and danced. Please read the original


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    Then, looking up at Thssa, she asked, "Did you like it, Mommy?"


    "It was beautiful," Thssa assured her.


    "Then why aren''t you smiling?"


    Elowen''s bright eyes searched


    Thssa''s face. she potigedher


    rpathes hacdbecbrne more silent than


    before. Usually, Thssa would greet


    them with a beaming smile, but her


    expression was marred by worry


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    In her own way, Elowen was trying to make her mommy smile again.


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