ithout rushing to explain, she casually told Lyndon, âLyndon, weâre heading to bed.
Take it easy on the drinks.
â
âOkay.
â
Lyndon nodded, watching the couple ascend the stairs.
He initially thought about clarifying things to Brian, but ultimately, he chose to stay silent.
He gathered the bottle and glass, retreating to his room.
He would enjoy the spectacle if Brain and Rosalynn argued because of Noemiâs comments.
After all, Brain was too nosy.
And he would find satisfaction in witnessing Brianâs frustration.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Rosalynn was helping Brian out of his coat.
Noticing his quiet demeanor, Rosalynn asked, âIs everything alright?â
âYes,â Brian replied, unbuttoning his shirt.
Rosalynn looked at him, a playful smile on her face.
âAre you sure?â
As he gazed at her cheerful expression, Brian extended his arms and gently grasped her slender waist, yet jealousy still gnawed at him.
âSweetheart, were you waiting for me or just having drinks with Lyndon?â
Oh, how easily jealous he could be!
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Rosalynn made a face.
âDarling, you must be the quickest to get jealous! I just went down to get some water, and since Lyndon was there with a bottle of wine, I decided to wait for you there.
Is there a problem with that?â
âYes, I have a problem with that!â Brian exclaimed sternly.
âYouâre not just waiting for me.
Youâre drinking with him while waiting for me.
â
Rosalynn couldnât find words, but seeing the seriousness in Brianâs eyes, she felt like bursting into laughter.
âSo, how do I convince you Iâm exclusively waiting for you to head home?â Brian inquired.
âMaybe tweak your words a bit and keep the priorities straight,â suggested Brian.
Rosalynn raised her eyebrows and agreed, âSure, Iâll reorganize my words.
â
With no other option, she patiently reassured her adorable husband.
âIt got really late, and you hadnât returned, so I thought Iâd wait downstairs and drink some water.
Then, I saw Lyndon with a bottle of wine, so I sat down and asked him about what was up with Tilda.
My dear hubby, does that work for you?â
Rosalynn, with her naturally radiant face, looked extremely pretty in the Light.
Pleased, Brian leaned in and planted a kiss on her red Lips.
âSo, howâs Lyndon doing with Tilda?â he inquired.