Dr. Bet removed his mask, a look of sorrow shadowing his features as he turned to Lysander. "I''m sorry, sir. We couldn''t


    save the baby."


    The words echoed in Lysander''s head, chilling him to the core. His heart felt as though it were being pierced by needles, the pain


    unbearable.


    "And Thssa?" Lysander''s voice was tense with concern as he quickly shifted his question to the doctor.


    "Ms. Thssa will be fine. She just needs some time to recover," Dr. Bet reassured him.


    Only then did Lysander''s rigid shoulders slightly rx.


    A nurse wheeled Thssa out of the emergency room, her gaze hollow as she stared at the sterile ceiling tiles, herplexion


    as pale as the hospital sheets.


    Lysander felt his heart clench at the sight of her lifeless state.


    He walked alongside the doctor, apanying Thssa to her room.


    After ensuring Thssa was settled, the doctor and nurse left, leaving Lysander sitting at the bedside, his heart aching as he


    watched her. His voice was deep and soothing as he spoke, "Getting better is all that matters now."


    "Why did my mother go out?" Thssa''s voice was deste, hoarse and fragile, as if the weight of her grief had crushed even


    her vocal cords.


    "She wasing to tell me that you''re not Bruce''s daughter,” Lysander replied, a bitter edge to his voice.


    If Evelyn hadn''t gone out, she wouldn''t have met with that ident.


    Upon hearing Lysander''s words, tears welled up in Thssa''s eyes, spilling over and tracing paths down her cheeks.


    Evelyn had been worried about Bruce''s shadow looming over her daughter, even in her final moments, her thoughts were for


    Thssa''s wellbeing.


    Thssa’s tears struck a chord in Lysander''s heart, and he could feel her sorrow.


    He reached out, his thumb gently wiping away the tears at the corner of her eye, his voiceden with tenderness, "You''ve just


    had a miscarriage. You shouldn''t cry now, it''s not good for your eyes..."


    Miscarriage!


    The term hit Thssa like a ton of bricks, a stark reminder of the loss she had suffered.


    Her heart, already shattered, seemed to fracture even more.


    She had been so careful, so protective of her unborn child, and yet, it was gone.


    And now, Evelyn too had left her.


    The pain was suffocating, tears flowing unrestrained, her heart in agony.


    Lysander took her cold hand into his, trying to warm her and to ease her pain even a little.


    "You still have me, and our four children." His voice was a low, mncholic rumble.


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    Thssa closed her eyes and turned her head away, "I want to sleep now."


    She had only her children left now. Lysander meant nothing to her.


    "Sleep then. I''ll stay with you," Lysander said softly.


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    It struck Lysander right in the heart, the pain sharp and sudden.


    Even in her most vulnerable and helpless moment, she had never thought to lean on him.


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