My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 173 We Can Take It Slowly

“Sorry, something came up tonight and I couldn‘t pick you up. Have you had dinner?»

Rosalie let them go and asked them gently. The three children nodded obediently. “Yes, we have! We‘ve been playing for a long time!” Rosalie heaved a sigh of relief, standing up as she said, “What have you been playing? Show me.”

Nox ran to the living room excitedly. “We were playing with the Lego Mister Byron bought us! It‘s really fun!”

Lucian and Estie stayed with Rosalie. She held one of their hands in each of hers, watching Nox in amusement.

obviously liked the Lego Byron had bought for them. The type and difficulty of the sets he bought suited them perfectly. The three children had built a base over the course of a single evening. No matter how she looked at it, though, the Lego set was very boyish. Rosalie looked at Estie worriedly. “Do you like this Lego, Estie?” Estie‘s eyes sparkled and she nodded hard. She liked everything as long as she was with the boys. Rosalie was finally reassured. Seeing as it was still early, she played with the children for a while longer. Lucian and Nox were used to playing Lego with her. They focused on building their own parts, while Rosalie chose a section of her own to work with. As she was looking for the tiny pieces,

in confusion and saw Estie looking at her pitifully. The girl held the blueprint in her hand and pointed at a small block, looking utterly

obviously meant she could not

while ago. If she was not mistaken,

look

little anxious. Her little mouth began to tremble. Rosalie could not bear to see her like that. She patted the girl‘s head and said, “What do you want me to

mouth. Rosalie thought she was going to start talking,

seem to try, but after a few attempts, she still could not manage to say anything. Disheartened, she

they saw their Mommy shaking her head at them from behind the girl‘s back. They did not know why Mommy was doing this, but they still settled back down nevertheless. Rosalie said patiently, “You can talk, can‘t you? Come on, Estie. Tell us what you want us to