Childe gasped, staring down at your child who broke your favorite vase, "Taru!" He exclaimed, "You broke it!" He said in an angry tone before smirking smugly at himself.

"That means your not going to be mommy's favorite anymore..." He said, referring to you.

Ever since your son was born, your husband Childe started competing with his child to be your 'favorite'. So far, Taro was winning.

He smugly crouched down to snicker and boast at Taro as you walked in the room.