The Rhys couple had returned from the Charity event, tiredness etched in their faces. As they walked in, Mrs Rhys couldn't find his son and grandson since they always play in the hall at this hour. Mrs. Rhys's worry intensified as she hurried upstairs to check on Braylon followed by Mr Rhys. There was something going on with Braylon for three days, he hadn't been eating properly, restless sleeps, sometimes spaced out, that worried Mrs Rhys.Upon entering his room, they were greeted by an unexpected yet heartwarming sight. Braylon was fast asleep, clutching tightly to Eryx, who lay beside him, with Alan sprawled out comfortably on Eryx's chest. Mrs. Rhys's heart melted at the scene. Braylon usually had restless nights recently, finally sleeping peacefully. Mr. Rhys cleared his throat and stepped out of the room. He felt unpleasant to see his precious son with his Love, the typical father's fear. Mrs. Rhys gently closed the door behind her, a soft smile on her face.She knew Eryx was t