Chapter 656
Thalassa could tell that Lysander’s gaze held a depth that was familiar to her. It was a gaze that meant more than he was letting on.
She had merely bumped into him, so surely it wasn’t enough to evoke such a reaction.
She couldn’t take the risk, so she quickly stepped out of his arms and nervously darted her eyes away from his gaze.
“The kids are playing with bubbles. I should join them.” She said hastily before merging into the bubbling laughter of the children, purposely avoiding Lysander’s gaze.
For her, his mere presence in this space was a hazard.
Lysander didn’t speak; instead, he watched the ‘five’ children playing inside the house with an inscrutable gaze.
At dinner, Thalassa and Lysander sat on one end of the table, with the four little ones on the other side.
Elowen was the most enthusiastic eater, clumsily holding her spoon and shoveling food into her mouth.
Even Sophia, who was usually a picky eater, seemed to enjoy her meal.
Seeing that the children had nearly finished their meals, Fitch refilled their plates as he sighed. “The kids haven’t been eating much these past few days. It’s only after Ms. Everhart arrived that they seemed to be enjoying their food. You should visit more often, Ms. Everhart.”
Thalassa hesitated and glanced at Lysander instinctively. Her frequent visits depended on him.
Learning that the children hadn’t been eating well in her absence caused a sharp pain to tug at her heart. Could it be that they missed her so much that they couldn’t eat?
She remembered the day she had to leave them at the Sinclair’s house. Sophia was in tears, and the little ones were reluctant to see her go.
Lysander had coldly instructed the driver to take her away before she could even say a proper goodbye to the children, assuring them that she would be back.
This sort of hasty separation had probably scared the children, making them fear that they would never see her again, hence their loss of appetite.
This thought brought a fresh wave of pain to Thalassa’s heart.
From now on, she decided that she would never leave her children like that again. If she had to leave, she would make sure they knew she would return to put their minds at
ease.
Lysander was eating his steak with graceful and refined movements. He didn’t look up at Thalassa, but he could feel her gaze on him.
He broke his silence. “You can come anytime.”
Thalassa felt a surge of relief.
She looked at the children with a warm smile. “Sweethearts, you have to behave well at your dad’s place. Don’t skip your meals; it will upset me. I’m working now, but I’ll visit you from time to time. You will always be my precious little darlings. You guys are my treasures, and I will never abandon you. Do you understand?”
The children’s fear of not seeing their mother was due to a lack of security. Thalassa’s words were meant to reassure them and give them a sense of security.
That way, they wouldn’t be afraid or skip meals because of their fear.
“Mom, why can’t you live with us?” Atticus asked, clearly upset.
They had grown up with their mother, so their dependency on her far outweighed their longing for their father.
Atticus couldn’t understand why their mother couldn’t be with them, even though they had their father.
“Yeah, Mom, you should live with us. Don’t worry; we won’t fight over Dad with you. We’ll let Dad sleep with you, and we won’t sleep with you anymore,” Dorian chimed in, nodding in agreement with Atticus.
Thalassa’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson.
Fitch, who was ready to attend to them at the dining table, turned away awkwardly after hearing the conversation, excusing himself discreetly.
Elowen added to Dorian’s statement. “I know! If Mom and Dad sleep together, they can give us a baby brother or sister!”
Thalassa was speechless.