Mrs. Zora quickly appeased Estelle. “It’s okay, Little Lady. Rest well. I’ll help you make the swelling go away.”

Estelle nodded her head and buried her face in her daddy’s shoulder.

Byron looked at Estelle in his arms, and his gaze gradually turned gloomy.

It took some time for Estelle to fully awake from her sleep and recall what had happened before she dozed off.

“Daddy,” Estelle tugged her Daddy’s shirt. “Where’s Auntie?”

She remembered that Lucas had told her Rosalie would visit her soon when she was falling asleep.

Byron never expected Estelle to mention Rosalie so abruptly. He looked away and did not know how to answer his daughter.

If the little one knew Rosalie was not here because he had stopped Rosalie from visiting her, the little one would feel sad. She might even cry again.

However, he could not lie to the little girl.

“Auntie hasn’t come yet?” Estelle looked at Mrs. Zora naively.

Mrs. Zora recalled Rosalie’s attempts to visit Estelle and subconsciously glanced