"Mommy knows, I just haven’t bounced back from last night." Rosalie smiled at the boy placatingly.

Nox stared at her suspiciously for a long time. Not seeing anything unusual from her face, the little boy nodded dubiously and hugged her with pursed lips.

Rosalie caressed the boy’s head. "It's getting late, let's go down and eat!"

The children nodded obediently.

When the four of them got downstairs, a breakfast for five had already been set on the table. Thinking about it, Byron should have brought them in just now.

The man was sitting on the sofa with his head down. His shirt cuffs were rolled up, revealing a slender forearm and his fingers were swiping across the phone screen. He looked to be dealing with work.

Seeing this scene, Rosalie subconsciously held onto the children’s hands and asked them to slow down to not disturb Byron’s work.

Although she had been plenty careful, the man still unexpectedly noticed them and looked up.

Their gazes met and Rosalie could not help star