In the living room, Byron similarly stayed up the entire night.

The next morning, the children saw Rosalie in their room the moment they woke up.

"Mommy!" Nox cried out in a childlike voice before saying happily, "I dreamt of you last night!"

Hearing this, the expression on Rosalie's face stiffened for a moment.

If she guessed correctly, this so-called dream the little boy was referring to was when he had come out of the room last night.

If he found out that it was not a dream at all, who knew what the little boy would think...

Just when Rosalie was worrying, the little boy's voice rang out again. "Hmm, it didn’t feel like a dream."

The little boy looked up at Rosalie curiously after he said that. "Mommy, did I go out last night?"

Rosalie could not help the hesitation she felt in her heart at what the boy said. Hearing his question, she subconsciously wanted to deny it, but she figured that she would not be able to fool these two boys at all. Hence, she could only nod helpless