Brianâs lips tightened as he glanced at Rosalynn.
âThereâs been a grave misunderstanding between Rosalynn and me.
Divorce is not an option for us.
I shall either be a widower or remain her husband,â he pronounced with firm conviction.
Rosalynnâs heart fluttered.
The image of the divorce certificate flashing in her mind.
What was Brian implying?
She had seen the divorce certificate with her own eyes.
Could it be a fake?
âExcuse me, I need to speak with Rosalynn privately.
Iâll explain everything to you later,â Brian said to Gail, as he ushered Rosalynn away for a private conversation.
Maggie watched their retreating figures, confusion settling over her.
Did Brian mean to say he and Rosalynn were still married?
But why had Rosalynn suggested otherwise?
She knew Brian had no desire to divorce Rosalynn.
A sense of relief washed over her; they hadnât parted ways.
She was rooting for them.
With these thoughts, she eagerly began texting Sanford to confirm the news of their unbroken marriage.
But before she could send the text, her phone rang.
It was her younger brother, Bart.
A smile played on her lips as she answered, âWhatâs going on, Bart?â
âMaggie, where are you? Iâm in trouble.
â
Bartâs voice came, laced with panic and embarrassment.
The smile vanished from Maggieâs face as she pressed for details, âWhat happened?â
Before Bart could elaborate, the phone was snatched from him.
âMiss Shear, if you donât want your brother accused of rape and thrown in jail, come to the Rosiness Club immediately.
â
At the Rosiness Club, Maggie burst through the door in a rush.
âMaggie,â Bart said.
Perched on the sofa, he attempted to rise, only to be restrained by the man beside him.