Early the next morning, Rosalie was woken up by the laughter downstairs.

Last night, her mind was a mess and she fell asleep in a daze. Now, she was woken up involuntarily, and she only felt a terrible headache.

Looking at the time, Rosalie wanted to lay down for a while to catch up on her sleep, but the noise downstairs did not seem to stop.

Helpless, Rosalie had no choice but to get up from the bed with blurry eyes.

Looking down from upstairs, she saw Mary, the children’s godmother, messin