Rosalynn snatched the phone.
âWhatâs the passcode?â
âYour birthday.
â
It was her birthday again.
Rosalynn paused, her lips forming a tight line, and refrained from commenting.
After a few taps, she located the recording and erased it.
Feeling Brianâs gaze on her, she tossed the phone onto the table, spun on her heel, and stormed out.
His deep voice trailed after her.
âHoney, did you believe there werenât any backups of that recording?â
Rosalynn stopped and turned to look at Brian.
âBrian, youâ¦â
âJoin me for breakfast.
Once weâre done, Iâll delete all the backups.
â
Brian was effortlessly slicing a steak, an assured smile playing on his lips.
Rosalynn drew in a deep breath, repeatedly reminding herself to keep her cool.
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Then, she took a seat opposite him.
âHere you are
With an affectionate gaze, Brian passed the sliced steak to Rosalynn.
Rosalynn was indeed hungry, and she was mad at Brian.
Stabbing a piece of steak with her fork, she shoved it into her mouth and chewed hard.
She fancied the steak as a chunk of Brianâs flesh.
As Brian elegantly sipped his coffee, his eyes filled with warmth while studying her disgruntled expression.
âDoes my flesh taste good?â
It appeared he had deciphered her thoughts.
Rosalynn ignored him and kept on chewing.