Byron suddenly lowered his head and got close to Rosalie's ear. "There’s a sofa in my room. You’ll take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the sofa. Can you rest assured now?"

His warm breath tickled Rosalie's ears, turning them red. She consciously glanced at Mrs. Zora and the little ones beside her.

Fortunately, they seemed to not hear anything.

"Mommy, we haven't had your breakfast for a long time..."

Nox stared at her pitifully. The words ‘please stay’ were implicitly written all over his little