Hearing this, Rosalie looked up at the little ones who were having fun in the distance.

‘I’m not sure if it’s Byron's arrival that gave them a sense of security, but the little ones look much happier than before.

‘The little ones finally came out to play this time, and I really can’t bear to spoil their moods.’

Thinking of this, Rosalie bit the bullet and rejected Byron's suggestion. "I'm not sick. It's just that the clothes don't fit well, and it's inconvenient for me to move around..."

Byron looked at her deeply with scrutiny in his eyes.

His eyes almost scanned through her whole body. "Where do the clothes not fit well? Are they too loose?"

Rosalie nodded indiscriminately.

After a while, the man's slightly displeased voice sounded in her ears. "If the dress is loose, it shouldn't be inconvenient for you to play with them. When I hugged you just now, the clothes fit you well."

Rosalie's cheek became more and more flushed. She raised her eyes and stared at him helplessly.

She