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My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

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Chapter 100 Won‘t Let Her Disturb Your Life Rosalie Jacobs paused and looked back in confusion.

Byron Lawrence frowned deeply, “It‘s four o‘clock in the morning, you‘ve barely slept. I wouldn‘t dare let

you drive back like this. Besides, if you leave now, I can‘t possibly explain to Estie. You promised her that

you won‘t leave, if she wakes up tomorrow and can‘t find you, she will throw a fit. She might even run

directly to your house. Estie has not fully recovered, what if she gets sick again?”

Rosalie Jacobs frowned at his request. The dream just now had made her uneasy and she didn‘t want to

stay any longer around this man. However, she did promise the little girl that she would not leave...

Seeing her dismayed look, his face darkened, and his tone became cold, “Don‘t worry, the only time that

Estie can trouble you is now. In the future, if it‘s okay, I won‘t let her disturb your life again.”

After that, he released his grip around her wrist.

Rosalie felt that his words sounded a little thorny and strange, which made her feel a little

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uncomfortable.

Little Estie on the bed seemed to sense that the other side of the bed was empty. She turned over, felt

around the bed, and let out a few sniffles.

The two of them responded to Estie‘s movement and looked over at the same time.

Rosalie had no heart to be ruthless towards the little girl. She hesitated for a few seconds, and said, “I

will accompany Little Estie, but, President Lawrence, due to the relationship between the two of us now,

it isn‘t appropriate for you to be in the room when I fall asleep.” This is a clear order to evict him.

Byron‘s eyes sank. After a few seconds, he agreed in a cold voice, “Fine. I‘ll leave Estie with

you.”

Then, he turned around and strode away.

Once the door of the room closed, Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and lay down

beside little Estie.

Little Estie scrambled close to her as if looking for a source of warmth.

Rosalie‘s heart softened. She reached out and pulled the little girl into her arms.

Little Estie snuggled into her arms comfortably, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Seeing this,

Rosalie Jacobs felt that her heart melted. The anxiety from the nightmare had just now disappeared, and

in a daze, she soon fell asleep. Early the next morning, Estie woke up in Rosalie‘s arms.

She saw the pretty lady as soon as she opened her eyes. Her eyes twinkled bright, and her heart

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was full of joy. Oh wow, the pretty lady actually stayed, she even accompanied me to sleep! If only it

were like this every day!

Rosalie was barely awake and felt the little girl‘s laser–like sight. So she lowered her head and was met

with Estie‘s bright little eyes looking up at her. Rosalie couldn‘t help but smile,” Good morning, are you

still feeling sick?” Little Estie grinned and shook her head. Rosalie Jacobs smiled reassuringly, “That‘s

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good, it‘s time to get up.” After speaking, she sat up from the bed. Mrs. Zora knocked on the door and

brought Estie‘s clothes. Rosalie helped the little girl get changed. After changing her clothes, Mrs. Zora

was about to take Estie to wash up, but she held her hands behind her back and wouldn‘t let the

housekeeper hold her.

“Young Madam, why don‘t you take the Little Lady instead,” Mrs. Zora read the Little Lady‘s thoughts and

entrusted the little girl to Rosalie Jacobs. Rosalie took care of the twins, so she had enough practice to

be handy with kids. She nodded and took Little Estie into the bathroom.

After washing up, she put the little girl’s hair into braids.

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Just halfway through, Little Estie‘s eyes lit up, staring at the mirror expectantly, and sat obediently on the

small chair.

At the bathroom door, Byron wore a shirt and fitted trousers, the shirt was not fully buttoned. He looked

as if he had just taken a shower, quietly watching the woman braid his daughter‘s hair.