Sir Ares, Goodnight

Josephine and Baby Zetty arrived at Garden Of A Diary soon after. Josephine had hurriedly parked the car at the side of the road before running inside while pulling along Baby Zetty. Seeing Jenson and Baby Robbie happily playing with crickets in the garden, Josephine's heart sank heavily.

Had her brother not come back yet? It did not make sense. He drove like mad earlier. He should not have been slower than her.

Josephine asked Jens and Baby Robbie, "Jens, Baby Robbie, have your father and mother come back yet?"

"Yeah." The two adorable treasures nodded in unison.

Josephine's eyes widened in surprise. Now that he was back, how could the children still be playing with crickets so calmly? Had they not seen their Daddy and Mommy arguing?

Josephine stomped two crickets into a pulp with one foot while Baby Robbie and Jenson raised their eyes to look at her condemningly. "Aunt Josephine, what are you up to now? Why are you stomping on our crickets?"

Josephine criticized in a low voice, "Your daddy and mommy are arguing and the relationship is tense. Yet, you two little rascals didn't try to calm things down and are still playing crickets here?"

Baby Robbie and Jenson looked at each other, then cast their suspicious eyes on Baby Zetty. "Zetty, were Daddy and Mommy really quarreling?"

"Yeah." Baby Zetty nodded. "It got fierce."

Baby Robbie immediately threw aside the paper tube that contained the crickets and ran toward the house.

Jenson and Josephine quickly followed.

floor, a total of four figures, one big and three

to pieces and were thrown messily on the

had vanished when she

Her mind was blank!

pupils were large

body was trembling with the moisture from the

but don't cross the line," the devil's

your limit?" she asked, clutching the white

limit is that you're not allowed to run

cold voice immediately became anxious as if they were being set

panel was suddenly hit

about to engage in indescribable actions

and innocent face, wanting to ignore these interruptions to continue on, but the children's voices

not dead yet, say something lest I worry about you." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website

better shut

the door,

The world was clean.

to

door panel sounded

children seemed to be using all sorts