“You're here.”

Startled, Deanna questioned, "Rosalynn, why are you changing your clothes in the middle of the day?" ly clothes got torn," replied Rosalynn, her smile steady.

“How did your clothes get torn?”

“Ask your brother!”

Just as Deanna was about to probe Brian further, Selina gently pulled her hand, hinting at her to drop the matter.

Noticing Rosalynn take a seat next to Brian, Selina suppressed her jealousy and smiled, "Rosalynn, were you in there? Did you happen to hear anything?"

“What is it that you want to say?" asked Rosalynn.

"Please don't misunderstand me and Brian. Deanna is just outspoken. And I was only helping Brian tidy up his clothes."

Her words were deliberate, an attempt to sow seeds of doubt in Rosalynn.

Rosalynn turned to Brian with a smile.

"I have full trust in my husband's loyalty to me, especially since I just satisfied his needs."

Just satisfied his needs?

Could she be any more blatant?

Selina's smile faltered.

Deanna, who had been standing to one side, caught on to Rosalynn's insinuation as well. She retorted angrily, “How could you be so shameless? In broad daylight, you and my brother...”

"Deanna, you're still young and might not understand that people can become addicted to certain indulgences. Your brother can‘t get enough of me," Rosalynn said calmly, wrapping her arm around Brian's.

Enraged, Deanna was nearly jumping out of her skin.

"Leave right now! We have business to discuss with my brother!"

“Unfortunately, Deanna, it's time for Lunch and I've committed to dine with your brother," Rosalynn replied, Looking at her wristwatch.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Hughes, Rosalynn, your meal has arrived. May I enter?"

It was Maggie, bringing in their Lunch.