Are You Hurt?
Rosalie also felt the same way in the morning. Her heart softened from what Nox said, and she
responded with a smile, “Maybe. Thank you for taking care of her. I‘m more at ease.” Nox swore and
patted his little chest as his childlike voice assured, “Don‘t worry, Mommy. Brother, and I will continue to
take care of her!”
Rosalie burst out laughing.
Hearing the little guy‘s assurance and Rosalie‘s light laughter, Byron could not help but glance through
the rearview mirror. Their affectionate interaction brought warmth to his heart.
‘I have to say that this woman taught these two little boys very well. Compared to children of the same
age, the two of them behave like adults.‘
When they reached Rosalie‘s place, Byron planned to leave immediately after. After all, he saw that
Rosalie was taking good care of Estie. Even her two children treated Estelle like their own sister. There
was no need for him to stay and make them uncomfortable.
Rosalie got the kids out of the car and took one look at Estie who was wedged between the boys. She
hesitated for a moment, but then spoke to Byron, “Let‘s have dinner together. Little Estie would be
happy to have you around.”
Byron was quite surprised and contemplated for a few seconds. Then in his deep voice, he said,
“Thank you. I hope that‘s no trouble for you.”
Byron closed the car door and strode in.
Rosalie washed her hands and went to the kitchen to cook, while Lucian and Nox took Little Estie to
build Lego on the carpet. Byron hesitated at the door but still stood by the carpet, waiting to give the
children a hand.
He noticed that what was supposed to be the adult edition of loose Lego blocks quickly turned into a
completed structure in the hands of the little ones.
After finishing the Lego project, Nox looked up at Byron while holding the completed parts with some
hesitation on his face.
Byron casually reached out his hand, and the little boy obediently handed the Lego to him. The boy
watched him assemble the rest of the pieces but did not say thank you. He just pursed his mouth and
lowered his head.
At first, Estie just sat on the floor and watched the boys move about. Then, she suddenly reached out
and grabbed a Lego block. Lucian and Nox could not help but stop in their tracks, their eyes sparkling
with anticipation. After a while, Little Estie straightforwardly moved her hands. Her speed was
comparable to theirs.
The boys looked at each other with joy in their eyes, thinking that their little sister might have
remembered the time when they played Lego together before. Byron also saw this. At first, he was
shocked, but then his heart was flooded with emotions.
It was true. Estie like them very much. Rosalie was done preparing dinner and noticed that they were
staring at the pile of Lego blocks attentively. She did not want to distract the kids, so she simply walked
out with a pot of soup
Coming out of the kitchen, her arm bumped the door frame, causing her to drop the pot of hot soup
onto the floor. Loud clatter filled the room, and the soup was splashed all over the floor.
The four of them in the living room looked over at the commotion.
Byron was the first to react. He strode to her side. “Are you hurt?”
After saying that, he looked at her carefully, only to see a patch of red on the woman‘s fair arm. Without
waiting for her to speak, Byron carefully held onto her arm that was not injured and took her to the sink
to wash her wound.
Although Lucian and Nox were also worried for Mommy, they decided they could be of better help by
cleaning the floor.
Rosalie endured the pain to stop them. “Don‘t come here. The pot is still hot. Take the little girl out.”
The two little boys hesitated for a while, but they agreed obediently and held Estie‘s hand as they tried
to take her out of the room.
However, Little Estie seemed to be resisting them. She stood on the spot with her lips downturned,
refusing to go out. The two little boys did not know what to do.
Just as they wanted to ask Mommy for help, a sob was heard. All four were stunned, then they looked
at Estie in shock The little girl‘s eyes were red, and her face was covered with tears. She was sobbing
non–stop.
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