“Have they gone to bed?”

Rosalie’s mind was a mess, and she was worried about the little ones. Hence, she had been waiting in the living room for Byron.

When she saw Byron walking down the stairs, she asked with concern.

Byron headed to the sofa upon hearing her voice and sat beside her.

Feeling sorry to see Rosalie looking so exhausted, he hugged her.

“I’m fine. I’m only a little tired,” Rosalie said as she forced a smile.

Unlike before the kids, Rosalie was less nervous when alone with B