Nox became nervous when he heard his brother’s voice.

If their mommy knew they were already aware of who their birth father was and had been keeping it a secret from her, she might be sad.

Rosalie did not have the mood to think so much.

Although Rosalie hesitated to let the little boys know their birth father, she hid her thoughts when she heard Nox’s mutter.

She was not ready yet.

Rosalie secretly pinched the palm of her hand and looked at the man before her calmly.

“Please hand Nox to me. I think he might be afraid.”

Then, Rosalie approached Byron and handed Estelle to him, saying, “Estie wants you.”

Byron’s forehead creased, and he thought that Rosalie was acting a little weird.

However, he did not think much and exchanged kids with Rosalie.

As if sensing Rosalie was leaving her, Estelle moaned in displease.

Nox also frowned in disappointment.

Rosalie looked at the shirt Nox had been grabbing onto subconsciously.

It was a little crumpled.

“Sorry, Nox—”

Byron’s shirts