Nox opened the door.

Byron caught sight of the three little ones standing at the door to welcome him.

“Daddy!”

“Mr. Byron!”

The little ones sounded aggrieved and looked at him like he was their savior.

Looking at the three cubby kids with pouted lips, Byron touched their heads and glanced around the living room. “Where’s your mommy?”

It was the weekend, and Rosalie was supposed to be on leave.

Nox complained grievously, “Mommy is working overtime. She’s been working overtime for several days! We’re home alone. It’s so boring!”

The other two children nodded, agreeing to what Nox said.

Byron’s brows furrowed upon hearing the little boy’s complaint.

No wonder when he called Rosalie these two days, her voice sounded exhausted and listless.

He thought Rosalie was exhausted from taking care of the three little ones, and he wanted to come over to surprise them.

Unexpectedly, she was exhausted from working overtime.

“I’ll take you guys out. Where do you want to go?”

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