Lysander wouldnât let her see the kids anymore..
A billion dollars to sever the bond between her and her children. What did he mean by that?.
âLysander, I donât want your money. Even if you donât let me live with them, just let me see them when I miss them, okay?â Thalassaâs hands were trembling slightly, and her heart gripped with a bitter pain.
She fought hard for her rights.
Her biggest fear was that Lysander would take the children away, even preventing her from seeing them.
And the outcome was just as she had feared.
Lysander paused slightly, casting her a cold, icy look that could pierce through her.
He only looked at her once, then left with Elowen and Sophia in his arms.
âYou clearly donât like children, why are you taking all of them away? They mean nothing to you, but theyâre my whole world!â Thalassa exclaimed, her breaths short and desperate, as she yelled at Lysanderâs retreating figure.
Her children gradually moved further away from her until they disappeared from her sight. Thalassaâs eyes stung with unshed tears and her lips quivered as she tried to hold back her sobs.
Her precious babies, her motivation, and the center of her world were all taken away just like that.
Her world seemed to have plunged into darkness.
Helpless and tormented, she didnât know what to do.
Fitch had been standing respectfully by the door, watching as Lysander and David each carried two children into the house and up to the second floor.
Fitch was puzzled. Why would Lysander bring home four children?
What on earth was happening?
Seeing the bodyguard preventing Thalassa from entering, and her pained expression, Fitch approached, gently advising, âMs. Everhart, itâs late. You should go home and rest.â
Although Fitch didnât know what had happened, he knew it was Lysanderâs doing if the bodyguard was barring Thalassaâs entry.
Standing there and making a scene wasnât going to do any good.
Holding back her tears, Thalassa said to Fitch, âThe four children that Lysander and David just carried in are Lysanderâs biological children. They are also my children. Please take good care of them, Fitch.â
She was afraid that Lysander would neglect them, or that they would be mistreated.
Although Lysander was far more well-off than her, and the children could live in a large house and have plenty to eat there, but love was something irreplaceable.
Lysander had never liked children. He took her four children away partly because they carried his blood, and he wouldnât allow his children to be cast aside.
On the other hand, it was a punishment for her because she was Bruceâs daughter.
Under such circumstances, how could he possibly be patient with the children? How could he have treated them well?
Thalassa was afraid that the children would enjoy the luxury, yet endure the poverty of love.
Fitch was stunned, mouth-agape, unable to utter a word.
Those four children were Lysanderâs?
And they were already four years old?
All that while, they thought Lysander was a perennial bachelor, with no interest in raising children or starting a family.
But it turned out Lysander had children, and they seemed to be over four years old.
And there were four of them!
And they were also Thalassaâs children.
That news took aback Fitch.
âFitchâ¦ânoticing Fitchâs silence, Thalassa reminded him.
Fitch quickly came back to his senses, saying with both nervousness and excitement, âDonât worry, Ms.
Everhart. Since theyâre Lysanderâs children, theyâre also the little masters of the Royal Estates. Weâll do our best to take good care of them.â
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