Angry again, was he?
Rosalynn said to Barlow, âNo, thank you.
We met by pure coincidence.
Saving you was no big thing.
Iâd do the same even for a sick pig.
â
Barlow was left speechless.
Apig?
Was he being compared to a sick pig?
Barlow watched as Rosalynn pushed her suitcase to Brian, and a faint smile formed on his lips.
To conceal the intensity of his gaze, he wore his sunglasses.
Pushing his suitcase, Barlow strode forward, calling out to Rosalynnâs retreating figure, âDear, farewell.
â
Rosalynn wobbled, nearly losing her balance.
Dear?
Why was he addressing her as such?
Brianâs lips tightened further.
Barlow strolled past him.
Brian couldnât see his eyes, but he sensed the provocation.
How did Barlow know Rosalynn?
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âIf thereâs nothing else, Iâll be heading home,â Rosalynn declared, pushing her suitcase and preparing to exit the airport.
Brian gazed at her and inquired, âAre you acquainted with him?â
âNo.
â
Rosalynn was merely a bystander and had no desire to know this dangerous individual.
âIf you donât know him, why did he approach you?â
He even called her dear!
The mere thought made Brianâs skin crawl.
âMany women approach you.
Are you familiar with each of them?â Rosalynn retorted before heading toward a taxi upon leaving the airport.
âWhere are you headed? I can give you a ride home.
â Brian persisted, his frown unwavering.