Sir Ares, Goodnight

Rose put her hand on her heart. Every child was a parent's treasure. Any parent would feel heartbroken to see their child getting beaten up. She had told Robbie that little b*stard many times before, asking him not to bully the weak just because he was strong. He actually stepped out of line this time?

When the homeroom teacher was done talking, she did not criticize Rose but merely said to Rose in an extremely stern manner, "Ms. Loyle, I hope you can face your children's problems squarely and work with us to improve their shortcomings."

"I will," Rose replied.

The homeroom teacher left with a smile. Rose looked a t the two children whose tiny heads were dropped so low that they were about to be buried into the ground. There was also the extremely worried-looking Baby Zetty.

"Raise your heads!" Rose stretched out her hands, lifting one chin in each hand.

She then squeezed out a magnanimous smile at Jenson and Baby Robbie. "Let's go home first."

Jenson looked at his tender-looking mommy suspiciously. Did Baby Robbie not say that Mommy was very ruthless when she lost her temper?

hand

leave.

wimpy kids, Baby Robbie

Why doesn't Mommy look angry at all?" Baby Robbie placed his tiny hand next to his mouth and whispered softly, "Before

sent shivers down Jenson's spine. His

at Jenson's hand. "How does Daddy

in the corner," Jenson

of relief. "That's good. As long as we won't get beaten up twice, then we should have half of our butts left

his tiny butt, his expression

brought the children home, she sent the innocent Baby Zetty inside to finish her homework

with the toys for a while?" Baby Zetty held Rose's hand and acted like a

told her in advance that if Mommy lost control and nearly beat them to death, then as their sleeper agent, Baby Zetty would be responsible to call Daddy for help. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet

wrong. "Be good, Zetty. Go upstairs and close the door. Don't come out of your room no matter