A chill swept across Rosalynn's face. However, the thought of Eleanor's baby soothed her anger. Calmly, she questioned, "Brian, how many times did you sleep with Eleanor?"

Brian's brows knitted in confusion.

"Rosalynn, what are you implying?" just answer!" Rosalynn wasn't in the mood for further explanation.

‘Once. Brian averted his gaze, returning to his steak.

“Over a month ago, I was at Royarid Club discussing business with a client. They spiked my drink. While I was recovering in a private room, Eleanor barged in accidentally."

A month ago? Wasn't that when Eleanor had identified her?

Rosalynn's gaze fixed on the man across from her, a flurry of emotions welling up within her.

"So you've never slept with her before, really?”

“No.”

“But the gossip..."

“Rosalynn, it's just that-gossip. I'm not that horny!"

Annoyance marred his handsome face as he looked up at her.

Rosalynn felt a surge of ecstasy and jubilation, with a dash of smug satisfaction.

He was not a man prone to dishonesty.

It meant he and Eleanor had never been intimate.

He had remained faithful!

Inhaling deeply, Rosalynn met Brian's gaze with her expressive, round eyes.

“Brian, let's begin anew!"

"You want to start anew with me?" Brian's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Rosalynn rose and sat on his Lap, her intent gaze penetrating his own.

With her arms around his neck, she affirmed, "Yes, let's do this. Are you up for it?"

What she craved was his undivided attention.