Bella’s POV:

“Daddy, mommy, I’m already full. I can’t eat anymore.” Red pouted his lips.

I patted his head softly and smiled. “Then drink your milk already.”

Red hurriedly drink his milk before Black carried him. I wanted to clean the table first but the servants came and told me that they’ll do it since it’s their job, they say. We went upstairs and get inside Red’s room.

I transferred Red into my arms as Black sat on bed. “Mommy will help you wash up before sleeping.” I said.

“Mommy, I’m a big boy already.” He argued. His sharp features were in fact inherited from his father. “I can do...