Chapter 1046
“Mommy, I’ll stop after this one.” Elowen cooed, her voice as sweet as the cherry atop her
sundae. She playfully stuck out her little pink tongue, licking the whipped cream that
graced her ice cream.
“Mommy, I don’t want to go to bed yet. I want to play with the airplane.” Dorian tugged at
Thalassa’s pants. His tiny finger was pointing at a large model plane displayed on a stand
in the living room.
“That’s not a toy, sweetheart. It’s a model, and it’s not for playing,” Thalassa gently tried
to discourage Dorian’s request.
Even though Callum had allowed them to stay in his mansion, it didn’t mean they could
treat it as their own. They had to be careful with the belongings inside, Breaking
something would be a nightmare to explain.
Callum caught on to Thalassa’s hesitation. A warm, reassuring smile spread across his
face as he said, “It’s alright, let him play. The model’s just collecting dust anyway. It’s not
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtoften it catches someone’s eye.”
“Mommy, can I really play with it?” Despite Callum’s permission, Dorian still sought his
mother’s approval before daring to touch the model.
Thalassa looked down at Dorian. His big, hopeful eyes were brimming with the pure desire
to explore and play.
How could she say no and watch his little heart break?
She couldn’t bear it, so she stroked Dorian’s hair and said gently, “Go ahead, but be
careful
not to break it.”
“Yeah, okay! Thanks, Mommy! thanks, Callum!” Dorian’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
After expressing his gratitude, he dashed towards the model, carefully touching its wings
and fuselage.
Thalassa’s lips curved into a smile as she watched Dorian’s elated exploration. Her gaze
lifted to meet Callum’s kind eyes, his demeanor always so approachable and comforting,
without any pressure.
“Mr. Gordon, you should get some rest. You’ve had a long night, and you must be tired.”
Thalassa suggested.
Callum’s smile took on a teasing edge. “I’ve told you, please just call me Callum. No need
for formalities.”
Thalassa felt a bit embarrassed being corrected on the name, but she didn’t want to let
Callum down. With a shy voice, she relented, “Callum, please go have a rest.”
“Alright, I’ll be in the downstairs bedroom if you need anything. You and the kids should
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get some rest too.” Callum said with genuine concern.
“Sure.” Thalassa nodded.
As Callum started towards his room, a sudden, thunderous sound of a plane descending
startled everyone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCallum stopped in his tracks, his face tightening as he looked outside.
Thalassa’s heart sank at the noise, her nerves on edge as she peered through the
doorway.
A sleek, black plane had touched down in the yard. Its rotors were whipping the
surrounding trees and tall grass into a frenzy.
Thalassa’s newly found peace was shattered. Her breath was caught in her throat, and
her limbs stiffened with tension.
Callum, foo, remained still. He frowned.
Were they already here?
The plane’s door swung open, and a pair of polished leather shoes stepped out, their
shine a stark contrast to the dirt and grass.
Following those shoes, Lysander emerged, tall and imposing, with a commanding
presence. His handsome face was set in a cold, unyielding expression, his aura both
intimidating and unapproachable. He strode toward the villa, flanked by several
bodyguards who had also disembarked.
Lysander had arrived.