Seeing the little girl get up, Rosalie quickly retracted her hand from the man's palm. It felt as if she could still feel the heat from the man's palm on the back of his hand.

After calming down for a few seconds, Rosalie came back to her senses and hesitantly glanced at Byron’s hand.

Although Estie was small and even a little thin, the blow just now really had not been light.

Even she could not stop it.

Not to mention how sharp the corners of the coffee table were.

Byron’s hands...

She wanted to see if Byron was injured, but the man seemed to have the same thought. He was hiding his hand as if nothing had happened, so she was not able to see clearly.

Byron put down his phone after a while and glanced at the children who were blaming themselves. He said solemnly, "Let's go out and play."

Hearing this, the children' eyes lit up.

Byron got up and walked to the door. He grabbed a guide from the shelf and handed it to the children. "Discuss it among yourselves and see where you gu