Although Lucian’s symptoms were not so obvious, Rosalie handed him a cup of medicine too.

The little boy took the glass and looked at his Mommy with concern. “Mommy, aren’t you going to drink some?”

He remembered that Mommy had drunk the water from his glass too.

Hearing the little one’s words, Byron gazed at Rosalie deeply.

He only knew that the little ones had drunk the water, but he did not realize that Rosalie had drunk it too.

Moreover, she acted like she was okay.

“I just took a sip