Byron looked into her eyes and even showed a glimpse of grievance as though he was complaining to Rosalie that Estelle had wronged him

Rosalie retracted her gaze helplessly and carried Estelle. “Come on. Mommy will help you try on these dresses.”

Estelle hugged Rosalie’s neck lovingly.

They had just turned toward the stairs when they heard a noise upstairs.

“Be careful not to break those things.”

Melody’s slightly dissatisfied voice came from above.

Rosalie glanced upstairs, puzzled.

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