She set the glass down and wordlessly glared at the man beside her, the culprit of her spill.
What was he up to?
âAre you tired from work? You canât even hold a glass steadily,â Brian said with a straight face, his slender fingers pulling some tissues to dry Rosalynnâs damp hand.
Rosalynn wanted to retort, but a tickling sensation in her palm stopped her.
He was tracing her palm.
What on earth was he trying to do?
Was he trying to tease her because she had refused to announce their relationship publicly?
Maintaining a smile, Rosalynn lifted her foot under the table and stepped firmly on his black leather shoe.
âThank you for your concern, Mr.
Hughes, but I can handle it myself.
â
Brianâs eyebrows furrowed as he looked at her for a moment.
Then, he just smiled and turned his attention elsewhere.
Rosalynn attempted to withdraw her leg, but his hand found its way back to her thigh.
At a loss for words, Rosalynn discreetly reached under the table to pinch the back of his hand.
Brian simply wrapped her hand in his, continuing to converse with others as if nothing had happened, his handsome face devoid of reaction.
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Selina, seated next to Rosalynn, could barely contain her rage as she noticed the subtle interaction between the two.
Was this the same reserved man she knew?
How had he become so flirtatious!
The table was soon filled with dishes, and the crowd began their meal and drinks.
Only when a man raised a toast to Brian did he release Rosalynnâs hand.
Rosalynn took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on Brianâs handsome face, silently condemning him as a polished scoundrel in her heart.
âMiss Fuller, Iâd like to raise a toast to you as well.
â
The man turned to Rosalynn after his toast with Brian.
Rosalynn raised the glass and rose from her seat.
âI apologize, but Iâm not much of a drinker.
Could I drink water instead?â