Rosalie took an instinctive look at the man walking in front of her and then lowered her gaze back to the flowers in her arms as she wondered if she should return them.

However, before she managed to speak up, the three little ones ran up to them and were visibly excited when they saw the flowers in her arms.

“Where did you get these flowers, Mommy? They’re so beautiful and suit you perfectly!” Nox said sweetly. He knew perfectly well who had given the flowers.

Rosalie felt slightly bashful when she heard the little guy’s question and bent forward so she could hand the flowers to Estie. However, when she began moving, she realized that the man was still gripping her wrist.

The little ones had obviously noticed that too.

Upon realizing that, Rosalie could not stop herself from blushing, but she forced herself to smile calmly in front of the little ones. Then, she shook her wrist soundlessly in an attempt to escape the man’s grasp.

She did not expect him to tighten his grip.