A smirk tugged at the corners of Rosalynnâs lips.
âOh, so weâre all just supposed to bend to her will, letting her do as she pleases?â
Brian looked squarely at Rosalynn.
âIâm not saying my mom did no wrong.
Itâs clear she messed up, and I get why youâd want to set her straight.
But whyâd you send those pictures to her without asking me, especially when we couldâve handled this differently?â
Rosalynnâs face fell at his questions.
âYou think I hurt your mom on purpose? In your eyes, she comes first, right? Sheâs pushing for us to divorce.
Are you going to listen to her?â
Brianâs mood soured, his face darkening at her accusatory tone.
âRosalynn, why canât you just talk to me calmly? You keep referring to her as my mother, but arenât we married? Doesnât that make her your family too? If you truly love me, wouldnât you work on this situation together, maybe even win her over?â
When Brian was unhappy, his demeanor could turn icy cold.
Rosalynn stared at him; her hands balled into fists.
Perhaps it was because he had been so indulgent lately that sheâd become a bit spoiled.
Sheâd thought he loved her unconditionally, forgetting he was also a shrewd businessman.
Feeling her usually doting husband turn on her now was more than she could bear.
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âSo, what? To keep my mother-in-law happy, should I just sit back while she harms me and everyone I care about?â
Brianâs eyes narrowed, his thoughts drifting to something Barlow had said.
âYouâre willing to teach my mom a lesson just to get back for Karina? Does that mean Karinaâs more important to you than I am?â
It was as if a spotlight had been thrown on the truth: Rosalynn prioritized her best friend over him.
She was willing to hurt his mother for Karinaâs sake but would offer his mother no such grace on his behalf.
Brian couldnât help but snicker.
âIsnât that something? All this time Iâve been bending over backward for you, treating you Like royalty.
Youâve had the freedom to leave me, to come back, and Iâve been trailing behind you like a lovesick puppy.
â
His words hung heavy in the air, It seemed that she wasnât that into him.