âDelicious.
â
Rosalynn smiled and gently placed some food on Brianâs plate.
âThank you for cooking for us.
â
Brian arched an eyebrow but remained silent.
His hand found its way to her thigh, his touch gentle as he caressed it.
Rosalynn was rendered speechless.
She shot him a sharp glance and swiftly moved her legs aside.
As the three of them indulged in their meal and drinks, Calvert grew progressively intoxicated and became quite talkative.
He rambled on about Rosalynnâs mischievous and clever childhood escapades, recounting anecdotes that showcased her wit.
Brian listened attentively, stealing occasional glances at Rosalynn while sipping his wine.
He felt like he was getting to know her on a deeper level.
âBrian, Rosalynn has been clever since she was a child.
Countless men have sought her hand in marriage.
Yet, you once contemplated divorcing her.
How foolish you were,â Calvert chided, holding onto his grudge against Brianâs past indifference towards Rosalynn.
Then, he turned his attention to Rosalynn and inquired, âRosalynn, what was the name of the young man who visited our house recently? Ah, yes, Barlow.
He struck me as good-hearted and gentle.
He fell head over heels for you at first sight.
Brian, if you had changed your mind a little Later, you would have regretted it.
â
Brian had been attentively Listening, but when he heard Barlowâs name, his expr
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ession subtly changed.
âSo, Barlow has been here before?â he inquired.
Taking a sip of wine, Calvert responded, âIndeed, not long ago, he came with Rosalynn.
Do you know him?â
âYes,â Brian responded with a smile, though a noticeable chill seemed to settle around him.
However, Calvert remained oblivious to the shift in atmosphere, continuing his monologue.
âBrian, there are countless outstanding men vying for Rosalynnâs affection.
Just be more cautious!â
Rosalynn felt the situation growing more complicated.
Why did Calvert bring up Barlow again? She wished her grandfather would exercise more discretion.
âGrandpa! Youâve been talking too much today.
Have some more to eat!â
Rosalynn playfully kicked Calvert under the table, shooting him a subtle wink.
Yet, Calvert didnât react, carrying on as if nothing had occurred.
But Brian couldnât contain himself any longer.
âWhy did you kick me?â
Rosalynn was left speechless.
Had she kicked the wrong person?
âWell, I apologize.
My foot cramped up,â she quickly offered, her smile masking any discomfort she felt.
âI believe youâre feeling a tad guilty.
â
On this occasion, Rosalynn genuinely experienced a foot cramp.
Swiftly, she slid her hand under the table and grasped Brianâs.