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

Chapter 593 Do You Guys Like Uncle Byron?

Looking at the man in front of her, Rosalie’s eyes were full of hesitation.

Byron frowned and stretched out his hand toward her. “I’ll help you over.”

Rosalie glanced at the children who were looking at them from the dining hall. She then thought of Byron’s phone call just now and refused him indifferently. “Why don’t you go over and accompany the children first, President Lawrence? I can call Lisa over to help me.”

She said that, only to see a trace of displeasure in the eyes of the person in front of her. His tone also became a little cold. “Miss Jacobs, do you think it’s inconvenient for me to support you? It just so happens that I also think that it’ll be easier to carry you over.”

He actually leaned toward her after he said that.

Rosalie did not expect this person to actually threaten her like this. She hurriedly stretched her hand out. “Then, please help me over there, President Lawrence.”

Byron paused in midair for a few seconds. Seeing this, Rosalie’s heart constricted for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, the man slowly straightened up and grabbed the arm she proffered.

little strength to stand up from the sofa, and in the next second, she was seamlessly embraced

them, Rosalie froze abruptly. She stretched out her hand to push him back, but she could not manage enough strength. Moreover, the man’s arm was wrapped tightly around her, leaving her with no room to

as she was led by the man to the

the children placatingly. “Look, aren’t

the floor when she

not want them to worry, so the children did not ask any more questions. They

smiled and

“Auntie,” Estie said suddenly.

Rosalie looked over, confused.

little girl stared at her seriously. “Can you rest

now that Rosalie’s wound had opened because she had been walking around today, she wanted Rosalie to get better soon

nodded to the little girl with a bit of amusement.

little girl nodded solemnly

Nox looked over at Byron, who was at the side. They thanked him in childlike voices, “Thank

the boys served Byron

at them