Chapter 1372


    Tears streamed down Thssa''s cheeks, her breath shaky and suffocating. Her mind was spinning with the doctor''s words.


    Lysander had sustained a severe head injury and needed to be transferred to another hospital urgently, or his life would be in


    danger.


    She had thought it was just excessive blood loss, but the situation was far more grave.


    Her grip on Richard''s arm trembled as she parted her lips to speak, but overwhelming grief choked her words; her heart and


    throat felt stuffed with cotton; she couldn''t utter a single word.


    After the initial shock, Zephyr managed topose himself, though his hands shook as he pulled out his cell phone. He looked


    calm, but his entire body trembled as he dialed Dr. Everest. "Fire up your jet ande to Hollowbrook County Hospital. We need


    to transfer Lysander to your facility. It''s a head injury—bring your best gear and make it fast!"


    Once he hung up with Dr. Everest, he called his security team.


    With a trembling but authoritative voice, Zephyrmanded, "! need ten choppers here pronto, and bring ten teams to secure


    Lysander''s transfer back to Starhaven!"


    As Zephyr finished his orders, four little munchkins followed a nurse out of the emergency room. The kids had their sleeves


    rolled up, revealing chubby arms with tiny needle marks. They pressed cotton balls against the small punctures on one arm.


    Their little faces were streaked with dried tears, their usually lively expressions now tinged with fatigue and sorrow. Their youthful


    eyes nced at Zephyr before searching the crowd for Thssa.


    Upon seeing Thssa supported by Richard, their sorrowful eyes seemed to brighten momentarily as they toddled toward her.


    "Mommy!"


    Zephyr, still trembling, looked deeply and hopefully at the children. He was about to say something to them when they brushed


    past him and ran straight to Thssa.


    His hopeful gaze turned to one of loss and pain, his eyes darkening with bitterness and anger as he watched Thssa.


    This woman not only had put Lysander in a hospital bed, his fate uncertain, but she had also forced his children to donate blood


    at such a young age.


    Did she even have a heart?


    Thssa straightened up and embraced her running children, her breath caught in a suffocating pain. She smelled the sweet


    scent of milk on them as her tears fell freely.


    She wanted to say something, to tell them that their father was in danger and that she didn''t want anything to happen to him—


    that she would take all the pain and risk in his stead.


    But what use were those words? They couldn''t change the situation, and she couldn''t take Lysander''s ce in suffering.


    Why did Lysander have to save her?


    He could have made it out; he didn''t need to be crushed by that falling wall.


    It was all because of her.


    The guilt and pain in Thssa''s heart nearly drowned her like a raging sea.


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    "Bring the kids over here!" Zephyr ordered sternly.


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    "Mommy!" Atticus struggled violently in the bodyguard''s arms, kicking and iling.


    The bodyguard secured his tiny hands and feet, preventing further struggle.


    “Mommy, | want my mommy!" Dorian also resisted, crying out loudly.


    The bodyguard promptly covered his mouth, denying him the chance to call out.