Keegan sighed and dangled the bag in his hand.
âWell, take a break.
Letâs eat first.
â
Rosalynn caught a whiff of the aroma of fried chicken, and her mouth began to water.
She smiled and followed Keegan to the rest area.
Keegan took out the fried chicken and drinks he had brought from the bag.
The tantalizing scent of the fried chicken was irresistible.
âKeegan, are you a mind reader? How did you know I was craving fried chicken right now?â
Keegan handed her a pair of disposable gloves.
âI know you like eating fried chicken when you are in a bad mood.
â
Rosalynn donned the gloves, picked up a piece of chicken, and took a bite without saying a word.
Keegan opened a drink for her, watched her chew thoughtfully, and asked, âHave you seen the news?â
Rosalynn paused mid-bite.
âWhat news?â
Keegan unlocked his phone, opened a news article, and handed it over.
âCruz Group was involved in a scandal today.
Brianâs mother got into a public brawl with a mistress.
It looks like she and her husband might be headed for divorce.
Cruz Groupâs stocks are plummeting.
â
As Rosalynn Listened to Keeganâs summary, she looked at the images in the article, her grip on the phone tightening.
In the photo, a disheveled woman was trapped between two men in black while Noemi slapped her repeatedly.
Rosalynn couldnât hear the words exchanged, but Noemiâs furious demeanor spoke volumes.
If no one had stopped her, she would have killed that woman.
After reading the article, Rosalynn returned the phone to Keegan and asked in a low voice, âKeegan, do you think I did something wrong?â
Keegan looked at her with a reassuring gaze and replied, âNo.
Whatever you do is right.
â
His simple words struck deep, and Rosalynnâs eyes welled up with tears.