Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson's face appeared sullen. "Destroying myself?"

Suddenly, he took a revolver out of the drawer and placed the muzzle on Baby Robbie's temple. "Don't tempt me!"

Baby Robbie was slightly taken aback. Even so, a wry smile filled his eyes.

Jenson was... afraid he was the one on the wrong path?

Then, the sound of someone slamming the door panel came from outside their room.

Jenson walked over to open the door and saw Zayne holding onto his blanket while standing outside. He was drooping his head while saying dejectedly, "Jens, I had a small quarrel with your aunt and she kicked me out. I have no other options but to sleep with you tonight."

Before Jenson had the chance to refuse him, Zayne shoved himself past the door and walked inside.

It was a standard room, and one glance was enough to see the entire area. The bedroom was connected to the living room, and it was divided by a transparent glass door.

Zayne spread the blanket on the sofa and lay down facing the direction of the bedroom. He was looking

straight at Baby Robbie.

lay sideways on the bed and poked his

Baby Robbie happily teased him. "If you guys are quarreling, why are you the

his wife. Even though he loved his wife very much, he was most afraid that others would look down on him for being henpecked. Hence, he always wanted to prove

he proudly retorted, "I let her

"You let

sat up angrily. "She's clearly the weaker

was merely

worried for yourself. For all the wicked things

forgive him anymore since he was such

Robbie's dejected expression and suddenly asked with concern, "You

that Baby Robbie had a

Robbie nodded cheerfully.

turned around to pour

in horror. Jenson was the prince who never lifted a finger in his life, yet he took the initiative to

their

"Jens, pour

coldly, "Don't you

prisoner than your dearest uncle, Jens? I knew the two of you have an

Zayne nodded.