Chapter 450
Thalassa knew exactly what a “strawberry” could look like. Her face immediately heated up as she
quickly let go of Hertha.
Elowen, who had been running over, hopped onto the couch, sandwiching herself between Thalassa
and Hertha. Her large, innocent eyes flicked back and forth between the two women. A playful smile
danced on her lips as she asked, “Mommy, Auntie Hertha, what are you talking about? Where are the
strawberries? I want some too.”
The little girl was unaware of the implication of their conversation. Hertha stifled a giggle behind her
hand.
Thalassa, mortified and wishing she could disappear into the ground, forced a smile and gently told
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElowen, “The strawberries are still at the supermarket, sweetheart. Auntie Hertha was just saying she
was going to buy some for you.”
“Really, Auntie Hertha?” Elowen’s bright eyes turned to Hertha, awaiting confirmation.
Laughing, Hertha nodded and played along, “Yes, let’s go. I’ll take you to buy some strawberries.” As
she took Elowen’s hand and got up to leave, she sent Thalassa a teasing glance that left her flushing
with embarrassment.
Their children were oblivious to the adults conversation, but Evelyn wasn’t. She shot Thalassa a look
before heading into the kitchen. The look was reproachful yet resigned.
“Mommy, where did you go’last night? We didn’t see you this morning when we woke up.” Dorian,
swinging his tiny legs, came over to Thalassa with a worried look in his innocent eyes.
Thalassa caressed his soft little face and answered in a soothing voice, “Mommy had to work late,
sweetie.”
“Hmph, I hate work! When I grow up, I’m going to defeat work so it can’t take you away from us.”
Dorian pouted, clearly unhappy with the concept of work stealing his mother away.
Thalassa couldn’t help but chuckle at his adorable naivety. Her attention was then drawn to Atticus,
who was standing at a small table, his attention fully captured by a necklace with a cloud pendant that
contained a microchip.
As the oldest sibling, Atticus was naturally curious about such electronic gadgets. Thalassa quickly
scooped up the necklace, closed the pendant, and restored it to its original state before smiling at
Atticus, “This is mommy’s necklace. It’s very high tech. Do you like it?”
Atticus, whose face was so much like Lysander’s, gave a small nod, “It’s nice.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I think it’s quite nice too.” Thalassa responded, putting the necklace back on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven though she had discovered the secret hidden within the necklace, she resolved to act as if she
was unaware. She needed to avoid raising any suspicion.
That evening, Thalassa told her children she would be away on a business trip for a few days and that
Auntie Hertha would be checking in on them. Hertha played along, affirming Thalassa’s supposed
business trip.
Despite their disappointment, the children understood that they couldn’t interfere with their mother’s
work.
Thalassa wanted nothing more than to stay with her children, but knew that she needed to keep her
distance. Because Lysander was keeping a close eye on her