Chapter 1457


    Helena''s eyes brimmed with glistening tears as fear and worry held her in their tight grip. She fought


    back the urge to cry and nodded her head, showing a maturity beyond her years.


    Julian''s little cheeks were flushed, his expression a mix of fear and concern as he gave a confused


    nod.


    "You two are doing great," Thssa said tenderly, stroking their hair and taking their hands as they


    approached Hertha''s bedside.


    "Mommy..." Helena looked up with her small head and saw Hertha lying motionless in bed, her


    wounds wrapped in bandages. Tears surged from her eyes as she felt both heartache and fear- fear


    of losing their mommy.


    Julian''s lips puckered as he, too, was on the verge of tears.


    They halted more than a meter from Hertha''s bed, not daring toe closer.


    Thssa had told them not to touch Mommy, or she might die. They were terrified of their mommy


    dying, so they didn''t dare to approach.


    As the children began to cry, Thssa''s heart melted. She quickly crouched down and scooped


    Helena into her arms.


    Seeing them, Bridget hurried over and picked up Julian.


    "Don''t cry, Helena. Your mommy''s just hurt. She needs some time to rest, and she''ll be okay. No


    tears now. When your mommy''s better, she''ll tell you bedtime stories and tuck you in at night. Don''t


    be afraid," Thssa soothed, wiping away Helena''s tears.


    "And you, Julian, you''re the big brother. You have to set an example for your sister. No crying,


    okay? If you cry, your mommy will worry even more," Bridget cooed,forting Julian.


    After all, they were just two-year-olds. No matter how mature they seemed, they were still children


    with a limited capacity to handle such situations.


    Julian raised a small hand to wipe away his tears, pursing his lips in an effort to stop himself from


    crying. "Julian won''t cry, and Helena won''t either. Mommy will get better soon."


    He wasforting himself as much as his sister.


    Helena''s little red lips quivered as she sniffled, trying to hold back her tears, but they kept falling,


    tugging at the heartstrings of anyone who saw her.


    "There you go, you''ve seen Mommy. She''s hurt and can''te home to sleep with you for a few


    days. You must listen to Bridget, okay? When your mommy''s better, she''lle back, and you''ll see


    her healthy and smiling again. Can you go back with Bridget now?" Thssa asked the children in a


    gentle, negotiating tone.


    "Okay, we''ll wait for Mommy," Julian agreed obediently.


    With Julian on board, Helena naturally followed suit.


    Bridget cast a hurried nce at Hertha, taking in the severity of her injuries, and sighed with a


    heavy heart. She then led the two children out of the hospital room.


    Watching Bridget walk away with the little ones, Thssa felt a warmth in her eyes. She missed her


    four children terribly. It had been three years since she had seen them. Sometimes, in the still of the


    night, her longing choked her.


    Perhaps when Lysander woke up, she would have the chance to see her four treasures again. They


    would be seven now, surely even more understanding.


    Bridget, with Julian and Helena in tow, reached the elevator and waited for its arrival.


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    The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open.


    "The elevator''s here!" Helena ran toward it just as a man stepped out. Her forehead bumped into


    the man''s leg.


    "Hey there, kiddo, you alright?" ric, who had hurried out of the elevator, quickly bent down to


    check on the little tot.