Estelle knew that there was nothing she could do to help. Thus, she went back to call Rosalie.

Rosalie snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the beach. She saw her two little boys walking toward the sea, one behind another.

The one in front seemed to be in a daze and had a frown on his usually cheerful face.

“Lucian! Nox!”

Rosalie’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly approached them.

They could swim, and she would not rush to them in a hurry if they were somewhere else.

However, she