"Stop puzzling me."
Alexa had a clear mind.
"Of course, it's about that master of the family. It's not a good thing to find her for no reason."
"He is not worthy of Mrs. Ramsey's help, so there's no need to worry."
Terrence always had such a reliable appearance, which was exactly what Alexa was worried about.
"I was afraid that you would be alone and the pressure would be too great."
"It's fine."
Terrence smiled even brighter.
"I feel very happy because it makes you care about me."
He fed Damarion medicine and played with him for a while as usual.
Alexa even felt that Terrence was even more competent than her as a father.
"It's getting late. Let's go to bed."
He was very familiar with Alexa's timetable, and he was more reliable than a professional nutritionist.
"Shall we go see a psychologist tomorrow?"
"Why?"