“I know you didn’t mean it. I just need some time to recover from the shock,” Roxanne comforted Benny with a smile.
The boy gazed at her doubtfully for some time. When he was finally convinced that she meant what she said, he nodded slowly, pursed his lips, and gave her a hug.
“Let’s have breakfast. It’s getting late,” Roxanne said, caressing his head.
All the children nodded, and the four of them went downstairs together.
A five-person breakfast was ready on the table by the time they got down. It seemed that Lucian had taken the food in and laid them out on the dining table.
He was scrolling his phone on the couch when they came down. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing a pair of lean and muscular forearms.
When Roxanne saw that he was working, she held the children’s hands and
