She couldnât understand why Brian would go as far as helping her.
Perhaps it was true that he liked her.
But no matter what the case was, Rosalynn didnât really care.
She didnât want to be involved with someone who changed his woman as often as he changed clothes.
The following day, Rosalynn brought her suitcase to the airport.
She waited for about ten minutes in the hall, and Brian finally appeared.
He was wearing the usual white shirt and black pants with a matching blazer hanging on his arm.
Gazes of passersby followed him even as he just stood still.
Rosalynn regarded him warily.
This man was trouble.
She walked to him, pulling her suitcase behind her.
âMr.
Hughes.
â
Brian glanced at her, then took his own suitcase from the driver.
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He pushed his luggage toward her and said, âTake it.
â
For a moment, Rosalynn was dumbstruck.
Was he seriously telling her to carry his suitcase?
What kind of man made a woman carry his things?
âCan you really call yourself a man?â Rosalynn asked, irritation beginning to rise inside her.
Brian stopped and narrowed his eyes.
âAre you curious? I can let you confirm for yourself if you want.
â
Rosalynnâs eyes widened in shock.
She didnât need whatever he was insinuating.
They had already slept together.
Unable to come up with a retort, she rolled her eyes and took the two suitcases with her.