Chapter 749

“Look Mommy, there are so many bubbles. It’s so much fun!” Elowen, with her chubby cheeks, was covered in bubbles from the bath foam. Her little hands were busy popping the bubbles as her tiny lips blew them around.

‘Me too, Mommy! Will you help me blow some bubbles?” Sophia asked as her face lit up with a carefree smile, which was something that rarely happened.

She too had a handful of bubbles, ready to be blown away. The two kids sat in the bathtub while splashing around with sheer delight.

Thalassa smiled at them; her eyes were filled with maternal love. She felt at peace when she was with her kids.

“Sure, sweetheart, Mommy will help you blow the bubbles.” She leaned in pursing her lips, and blew away the bubbles from Sophia’s hand..

The bubbles flew and landed on Elowen’s face, melting like snowflakes on her soft, childish skin.

“Ha-ha-ha, it’s so much fun, Mommy. I want you to blow mine too!” Elowen’s laughter chimed like a bell.

Not caring about the bubbles that had landed on her face, she looked simply ecstatic.

Her little hands held a handful of bubbles and waited for Thalassa to blow them away.

Thalassa puckered up again, blowing away the bubbles from Elowen’s hands.

Elowen’s laughter became more joyous and sweeter. Sophia joined in the laughter too.

Fitch stood near the sofa in the living room and listened to the kids’ laughter. His heart melted as he sighed, “While Lysander and Mrs. Everhart were away, the kids seemed so down and barely ate. But Mrs. Everhart’s return has brought life back into our home. It makes a difference when their mother is around…”

Before he could finish, he felt a stern gaze upon him. He turned to find Lysander’s deep eyes fixed on him.

Fitch straightened up immediately and quickly added, “Of course, their father’s presence is important too. The kids missed you as well and they need their father’s company.”

Lysander’s gaze softened, and he turned his attention towards the bathroom.

Was that so? He thought.

He had arrived home almost at the same time as Thalassa, yet the kids only had eyes for their mother.

Not once had they called out for him. Perhaps it was because Thalassa had been with them more.

Those missing four years of companionship were not easy to make up for.

No one could replace Thalassa in the kids’ hearts. She was really doing her job well as their mother.

Even when she had run away with her kids and caused Elowen to get hurt, she had immediately sought medical attention for her.

She could never escape from him as long as he had the kids under control.

After their bath, Thalassa played with the kids.

It was late, but the kids were not willing to go to bed. They wanted to stay with Thalassa.

“I want to sleep with you tonight, Mommy,” Elowen said softly as she held onto Thalassa’s arm and rubbed her cheek against it.

“Me too,” Sophia added, hugging her other arm.

“Me too,” Dorian said despite his shyness.

“And me,” Atticus added and lowered his head.

Even Atticus, the aloof boy, stowed his grimness away. Aloofness couldn’t get him the maternal warmth he needed.

The kids had missed Thalassa so much in the past few days, and they were so dependent on her.

Thalassa felt a warm glow in her heart, “You’re all grown up now; we can’t all fit in one bed.”

“Dad’s bed is big. We can sleep there; it’ll be enough,” Elowen suggested.

“And what about your dad?” Thalassa asked, laughing.

“Let’s all sleep together!” Dorian’s suggestion shocked the room.