Rosalie shrunk her neck. “Enough!”

Byron’s tone sounded dangerous, and she was terrified.

However, Byron did not give her any chance to escape. “Wouldn’t it be more reassuring if you were Estie’s mother?”

Rosalie felt difficulty breathing when she heard that and was at a loss.

Byron had asked her that question many times.

Rosalie’s answer had never changed.

It was still the same this time.

Rosalie clenched her teeth and broke herself free from Byron’s grip. “You’re thinking too much. My concern for Estie is that her dependence on me makes me feel guilty. That’s all.”

Byron continued approaching. “Since your concern for Estie is because you feel sorry for her, what do you think Estie will think if she knows about this?”

Rosalie did not want Estelle to misunderstand, but she tried hiding her emotions by looking away from Byron. “I like Estie, but this doesn’t mean I must be her mother. After all, I don’t have any other thoughts about you! I’m sure you don’t intend to have a clos