Love at First Novel

Chapter 3576

Unfortunately, Serenity couldn't fall back asleep after waking up. She turned on the light, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.

Afterward, she sat back on the bed, still wide awake, thinking about her parents. Had they reunited with her grandparents? Were they okay? If they knew what was happening in the afterlife, would they know about the situation with her sister and Zachary in Jensburg?

Serenity smiled bitterly.

When someone dies, it's like a light going out. How could they know anything?

Even if her parents and grandparents could somehow know about it, they wouldn't be able to help her sister.

She dreamed of them because she had been thinking about Jensburg, the tragic fate of her grandparents, and her parents' car accident. What you think about during the day often shows up in your dreams.

Unable to sleep, Serenity changed clothes, freshened up, and left her room.

She went to the children's room, quietly opened the door, and saw the boys still asleep. The quilt had slipped halfway off the bed; only Titus was still covered, while Sonny was curled up without the quilt.

Serenity walked over and gently pulled the quilt back over Sonny.

"Who's there?" Titus suddenly shouted, jumping out of bed and landing on the floor.

Serenity was speechless.

"Titus, it's Auntie," she said.

Titus realized it was Serenity and smiled innocently. "Oh, Auntie Seren, I thought it was someone else."

He climbed back into bed and lay down next to Sonny.

"I saw you guys had kicked off the quilt, so I covered you up and woke you. It's still early, and it's dark outside. Go back to sleep."

Serenity was impressed by Titus's quick reaction. She had only gently pulled up the quilt, and he noticed.

Sonny, on the other hand, was sleeping like a log.

As a martial artist, Sonny was just a bit stronger than other kids his age.

Titus was the real martial artist, while Sonny was just building his strength.

Titus apologized, "Maybe I stole Sonny's quilt and kicked it off. Aunt Seren, I'm sorry."

Everyone-whether it was his master, uncle, or mother-always said he loved to kick the quilt off.

When he lived in his uncle's

medicine valley, where winters were

harsh with thick snow, his u

wouldn't let him use heatining

he needed to adapt to the cold.

There, he rarely kicked off the quilt because it was so cold. He wished for thicker blankets, not kicking them off.

But when he was back with his mother, he felt too hot and would unconsciously kick off the quilt.

Though Titus could be mischievous, his maturity made him endearing.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

If his family hadn't gone through such turmoil, he'd still be living a carefree life as a young master.