Chapter 290
Eavesdropping from their cozy nest of blankets, Evan and Emmett couldn’t help but pop their heads out, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.
“What about me? Aren’t I Mommy’s little hero?” they chimed in unison, gazing up at Elysia with big, doe eyes.
Elysia paused, surprised, “You’re both awake too p>
She gently pinched Evan’s cheek, then did the same to Emmett’s, “Of course, you both are indeed my little heroes! My warm cuddles! It’s because of you two that my heart feels warm and toasty every single day p>
Evan, ever the easy one to please, beamed at her words.
“They say emotions are contagious. If Mommy’s happy, then we can be happy too. You’ve got to be cheerful every day, okay?” He proudly added, “Elliot knows how to cheer you up, so do we, right p>
Elysia smiled tenderly, nodding in agreement, “Yes, yes, indeed p>
Not to be outdone, Emmett, though not as eloquent or as clever as his brothers, was all about action. Slipping out of his pajamas, he bent down, cupped Elysia’s face in his small hands, and planted a loud, smacking kiss on her cheek.
“I can make Mommy happy too p>
Elysia’s face radiated happiness, which she could barely contain. She pulled Emmett into a hug, tickling his belly gently as he giggled uncontrollably, drawing Blossom into the fold.
“Leaving me out of the fun, how unfair! I’m so upset now. Looks like I’ll have to eat all the late-night snacks I ordered by myself. Oh, look, I even got fried chicken bites,” Blossom teased.
The mention of fried chicken bites lit up the kids’ eyes – a rare treat Elysia seldom allowed.
“Blossom is the best; I love Blossom p>
“Me too, I love Blossom. I’ll find a hundred boyfriends for Blossom p>
“I’ll find a thousand p>
The small room buzzed with laughter and cheerful banter.
However, amid the joy, Elysia suddenly felt a pang of sadness. She couldn’t help but muse inwardly, the inexplicable wave of sorrow had crept up on her again.
During these moments of utmost happiness with her children, a shadow of sadness always seemed to loom, as if reminding her of something… The lone figure of Elijah, his brows furrowed in solitude, flashed through her mind, causing Elysia to frown.
How wonderful it would be to have Elijah join their little family. Evan was right; emotions are contagious. Elijah, surrounded by their love and warmth, would surely find happiness too.
Yet, the resemblance between Elijah, Evan, and Elliot was uncanny. If they were to meet… Elysia was at a loss for words.
Sighing inwardly, she pondered on Elijah’s mother’s whereabouts. Did she ever plan to return? Did Elijah still have a chance to reunite with his mother?
Suddenly, a rumble of thunder rolled outside, and rain began to pour down without warning.
Blossom, munching on chicken bites, turned towards the window, surprised, “Wow, it’s raining out of nowhere. Looks like the heavens are crying for someone again p>
Elysia walked over to the window, her heart aching even more at the sight. Her phone rang. It was Elijah’s dad calling!
Elysia answered, puzzled, “Hello p>
“Come downstairs. Elijah’s looking for you p>
Elysia paused, “You’re downstairs p>
“Yeah p>
Surprised, Elysia replied, “I’ll be right there p>