Sir Ares, Goodnight

Tempest raged, yelling, "You could always wait for Baby Zetty if you liked her, just like how Sir Ares had waited for Madam to grow up back then."

Finn exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, "Foster Father is only six years older than Madam. I'm 12 years older than Baby Zetty. She's just like a little baby to me. I can never regard her as my life partner." Tempest pointed at the door. "Tammy, the girl outside the door, is just a kid too, isn't she?"

"She's an adult, at least," Finn said.

Tempest stood up. "I understand now. You like Tammy, not Baby Zetty, right?"

Finn fell silent.

Tempest walked toward the door, and when he got there, he suddenly turned back to say, "I think you ought to know that Baby Zetty is sick."

A flash of panic emerged on Finn's good-looking face. Concern was written all over his face. "What illness is it? Is it serious?"

Tempest replied, "Binge eating disorder."

does she suddenly have a binge

wasn't she?"

lips parted, and eventually, he changed his mind. He replied casually, "Well, you know as well that mental illness runs in the

love and care for Baby

Baby Zetty was sick, he felt as though someone

start binge eating?" Finn clenched his fists

agonizing expression on Finn's face and knew that he had figured out he was the reason for Baby Zetty's misery. Tempest could not bring himself to sprinkle

Finn grew devastated

stood up slowly and limped

him and hurried over

drive Finn away due to her

and he was the one who offered to

a sense of disappointment

door. When he saw the disappointed look on

want me to leave?" Finn