Rosalie held Little Estie in her arms as the little girl cried until she was out of breath. Her two little hands were tightly clutching her clothes, and her voice broke intermittently. "I want Aunt. I want Aunt be Mommy!"

Rosalie was stunned for a moment.

The little girl continued, "Aunt is the best. Daddy likes Aunt..."

Hearing this, Rosalie came back to her senses and bit her lower lip mockingly.

‘I don't know where this little one came to this conclusion.’

Perhaps in Estie's heart, as long as the two adults had more contact with each other, that meant they liked each other.

Just like how the little girl liked her two sons.

No matter how she explained this, Estie would not be able to understand, let alone accept the fact that Byron liked Wendy.

Rosalie could not help but have a headache.

After a long while, she raised her hands to wipe the little girl's tears and tried her best to gently coax the child. “I… I won’t stay here forever. I’m only here for work this time. When my