Chapter Thirty Six

Rosalie

"Mama, are you alright?" Maya inquired, staring intently at my face.

"I'm fine, darling. Why do you ask?" Somehow, they always sense my emotions – happiness, anger, or sadness. Maya sensed my mood shift when I accidentally dropped the ceramic plate while placing it in front of Adrien.

"You look angry." Mason remarked. "Did daddy do something to upset you again?"

"Again?" Adrien echoed, staring at his son in disbelief.

"It'll not be the first time, daddy." Alessandra quipped.

"That was in the past. I absolutely have no idea what I said to make your mother upset with me and she won't tell me." He glanced over at me. "She was even smiling at me and then suddenly, she ordered me out of the kitchen." He explained.

"Is this true, Mama?" Maya queried.

"Let's focus on our food, honey." I said. "Remember, good table manners mean no talking while eating,"

"We're going to visit my father today, Rosalie." He informed me.

"You mentioned it yesterday on the plane." I said. "That's why I