Byron fell silent for a few seconds. His gaze shifted to the little ones in his arms. He raised a hand and massaged his forehead. There was weariness in his eyes.

Indeed, he was feeling anxious.

He wondered how she was doing now.

"I’m glad you're here.”

Byron said as he stood up, carrying the two children. He expressed his gratitude once again, but his tone was less polite than before, "I have to admit that I've been a bit on edge. Thank you for reminding me. I've managed to calm down."