I hurriedly avoided Carter and said to Harry, "Harry, will mom go to bed with you first?"

The little guy shook his head seriously. "No, dad is injured and needs his mother's company. Harry can sleep by himself."

"..." I stood on the spot.

Carter changed his previous painful look and touched Harry's little head, full of pity. "Harry is so considerate, and mom will accompany dad well."

I glared at him discontentedly and warned in a low voice, "Carter!"

He ignored my temper and smiled at me. "Wife, you go to take a shower first. You are tired today. Go to bed early."

“……”

I stayed to Carter to...