Such behavior seemed beyond the realm of normalcy, hinting at deeper underlying issues.
But Noemi had appeared perfectly normal recently.
Could Noemiâs sudden outburst be triggered solely by witnessing her and Lyndon together on several occasions?
âWell, let me handle it.
Donât dwell on it too much,â Brian reassured Rosalynn as he held her close and gently caressed her belly.
He felt grateful that nothing dreadful occurred to their baby, fervently hoping for the safety and well-being of their child.
Rosalynn snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at Brianâs slender fingers, her red Lips pursed.
Fortunately, she did not consume the soup that Noemi had spiked.
Otherwise, she shuddered to consider the ramifications for their future.
âBrian, shouldnât you do something to make it up to Teddy?â Rosalynn suggested, acknowledging Teddyâs role in having suffered for her.
Brian appeared momentarily stunned before nodding.
âYes, thatâs only fair,â he agreed.
With a playful roll of her eyes, Rosalynn proposed, âWell, why donât you stay here and keep Teddy company tonight?â
Brianâs expression faltered at the suggestion.
Spend the night with a dog?
Observing his reaction, Rosalynn raised an eyebrow.
âWhatâs wrong? You seem reluctant to do so.
â
Brian realized he had to make amends for his motherâs actions, particularly since they had impacted Teddy.
âHoney, I do want to make it up to her.
How about this? Iâ1l purchase more toys for her,â he suggested, attempting to offer an alternative solution.
âYouâre shallow,â Rosalynn countered.
âMaterial compensation isnât as valuable as emotional support.
Teddy has just suffered a Loss.
She needs our care and affection.
â
âBut I donât think sheâs particularly fond of me,â Brian admitted.
âSheâs never been too keen on me.
â
âWhy do you think that is? You canât just ignore her,â Rosalynn pointed out.
âHoney, itâs because sheâs jealous of me!â Brian retorted with a grin.
Rosalynn was left speechless by his response.
Meanwhile, in the Century Silk Villas, after dinner, Lyndon retired to his car to retrieve his suitcase and carried it upstairs.
Tilda was surprised.
âMr.
Fernandez, what are you doing here?â
Lyndon explained, âAs I mentioned, I donât have a place to stay tonight.
â
Pausing for a moment, Tilda tentatively asked, âAre you supposed to be on a business trip tonight?â