Byron suddenly lowered his head and got close to Rosalie's ear. "There’s a sofa in my room. You’ll take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the sofa. Can you rest assured now?"

His warm breath tickled Rosalie's ears, turning them red. She consciously glanced at Mrs. Zora and the little ones beside her.

Fortunately, they seemed to not hear anything.

"Mommy, we haven't had your breakfast for a long time..."

Nox stared at her pitifully. The words ‘please stay’ were implicitly written all over his little face.

Little Estie held onto the hem of her clothes tightly, unwilling to let her go.

Although Lucian did not speak, he stared at her helplessly.

Rosalie could not bear to refuse the little ones due to the look on their faces, so she just nodded her head in agreement.

Once she agreed, Byron immediately turned to the three little ones. "It's getting late and your mommy has been tired all day. Let her rest early, and you should go to bed early too."

After that, he dragged Rosalie upstairs an