Chapter 752

　　Third person's POV 　　Kyrian watched nervously as Tabitha cleaned and dressed his wounds. 　　He didn't dare breathe too loudly, his eyes glued to her every move. His gaze was filled with dependence and longing. 　　Every now and then, he'd glance quickly at Derek, his eyes questioning, desperate for reassurance that this wasn't a dream. 　　"Dad, is Mom really back?" His voice trembled, carrying the fragility and hope unique to a child. 　　Derek reached out and gently tapped his nose. "Silly boy, she's really here." 　　Kyrian's tense body relaxed slightly, and a shy smile crept onto his face. 　　When Tabitha applied the ointment a little too firmly, he winced but stayed silent. 　　His hands gripped the hem of his shirt, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. He was afraid that if he cried out in pain, Tabitha might leave. 　　In his heart, he thought, As long as Mom stays, this pain is nothing. 　　Kyrian had always been well-behaved, but now he was almost too obedient. 　　His eyes held a ma