Did he only crave intimacy with Rosalynn?

This notion unsettled her.

It was impossible!

He must be upset with her for making decisions without his consent.

“Alright, rest well. I'm stepping out."

Eleanor offered an awkward smile and exited the room.

Brian looked out of the window with a long face.

His mind was filled with the enticing image of a half-naked Rosalynn.

He cursed in a low voice and walked into the bathroom.

In the adjacent room, Rosalynn stood before the bathroom mirror and splashed cold water on her face.

‘Sure enough, being in a foreign place could easily cloud one's judgment.

A scoundrel like Brian wasn't worthy of her love.

The following morning, after freshening up, Rosalynn intended to have breakfast at the hotel restaurant.

As she closed the door, she overheard a commotion from the neighboring room.

“Wait, your tie is askew."

It was Eleanor's voice.

Rosalynn glanced to the side and saw Eleanor on her tiptoes, fixing Brian's tie.

They appeared so affectionate in the early morning.

They must have slept together the previous night.

Rosalynn scoffed internally, momentarily unsure if she should proceed nonchalantly or return to her room and wait before heading out.

When Eleanor noticed her, she greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Rosalyn.”