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.

and mischievous temperament. He deliberately lay sideways on the

happily teased him. "If you guys are quarreling, why are you the one who

was most afraid that others would look down on him for being henpecked.

retorted, "I

his eyes at him. "You let her win, or you couldn't

weaker sex. How could I

was merely a prisoner. Why did he bother chatting with

Robbie. "You ought to be worried for yourself. For all the wicked things you

gloomy. Would his daddy not forgive him anymore

at Baby Robbie's dejected expression and suddenly asked with

had a habit of drinking water before going

Robbie nodded cheerfully.

turned around to pour

a finger in his life, yet

knew that their

his annoying side. "Jens, pour a glass of water for Uncle as

retorted coldly, "Don't you

rather give water to the prisoner than your dearest uncle, Jens? I knew the two of you have an unusual relationship." Jenson walked toward Zayne. "Do you want me

Zayne nodded.