Chapter 353
When Rosalynn got home, it was just about time for the kids to go to bed.
Ivy was having a little tantrum because she didn’t want Laura and Calvin to tell her bedtime stories.
Seeing Rosalynn come back, Ivy immediately ran towards her.
Rosalynn picked her up: “Why are you being moody again?”
These past few days, Ivy had been quite moody.
“I wanted to wait for mommy to come back and tell me bedtime stories,” Ivy mumbled with a wronged expression.
Rosalynn kissed her cheek and looked at Calvin and Laura: “You guys can go rest now.”
“Yes, my lady.” They both answered simultaneously.
As Rosalynn carried Ivy upstairs, Cory was already lying in bed reading a book.
Seeing Rosalynn, he looked up and asked: “Did the dinner end so early?”
“Something came up, so I sneaked back home early,” Rosalynn put Ivy back in bed and went over to kiss Cory’s forehead.
Cory didn’t seem to react, but his little feet wiggled twice, clearly happy.
“Is this book about physics?” Rosalynn looked at the cover.
“Yep,” Cory nodded, “It’s very interesting.”
A sense of pride welled up in Rosalynn’s heart, knowing her son was so smart.
“Mommy, I am the same age as brother, but brother can recognize so many characters. But me…” Ivy sat on the edge of the bed, admiring her brother.
Ivy also felt helpless.
She wanted to learn to recognize words quickly, but every time she read a book, she could handle those with pictures, but when it came to books full of words, she would start yawning like crazy after just one glance!
“You’re so good at drawing and understanding colors, something I can never catch up with, Cory said in a grown-up tone.
“Really?” Ivy’s eyes lit up.
“Yep.”
Cory wanted to add that Ivy was lively and adorable, always well-liked wherever she went. This was also something he couldn’t accept.
He always thought the world was too noisy and wished unrelated people would stay far away from him.
“Alright, both my son and daughter are genius babies,” Rosalynn said with a light laugh.
Everything that happened at the dinner party, the trouble, and stress, was healed at this moment by her lovely children.
In the children’s room, the light was warm.
Cory leaned on a cushion reading, while Rosalynn told a story to the drowsy Ivy.
Just halfway through the story, Ivy was already fast asleep.
Rosalynn carefully helped her cover up with the blanket.
Looking at Cory, he closed the book, put it on the bedside table, and laid down.
Rosalynn smiled and walked over, kissing his forehead again..
“Goodnight, Mommy,” Cory said.
Rosalynn stared at him.
Although Cory and Ivy, as well as herself, always had servants around to take care of them, Cory still took on a lot of responsibility for Rosalynn.
“My son,” Rosalynn said gently.
“Hmm?” Cory looked at her, a bit confused.
In the past, after saying goodnight, mommy would say goodnight and then leave.
“Having you as my child is the biggest blessing of my life,” Rosalynn’s voice was sincere and gentle, “Thank you, my son.”
Cory was never good at dealing with such situations.
He turned away awkwardly: “I know, just say goodnight.”
Rosalynn chuckled: “Alright, goodnight, sweetheart.”
Cory closed his eyes tightly.
Rosalynn turned off the light and left the children’s room.
