She understood his paranoia.

Given his past experiences, it was natural for him to be more sensitive in matters of love.

"Maggie, are you really not angry with me?" Sanford asked, his voice tinged with hope.

“No, I'm not angry."

“Are you still planning to leave?"

Despite his question, he held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Even if she expressed her desire to leave, he wouldn't let her.

Maggie bit her lip, hesitating for a moment before glancing at Rosalynn.

Rosalynn rolled her eyes inwardly, fully aware of Maggie's unwavering love for Sanford.

Maggie struggled to maintain a composed demeanor, even when faced with baseless accusations.

“Well, honey, since Sanford acknowledges his mistake, why don't we give him another chance?" Brian interjected at the opportune moment.

Sitting on the bed, Sanford quickly chimed in, "That's right, Rosalynn.

I know I was wrong. I promise I won't blindly trust others’ words and doubt Maggie again."

Rosalynn stared at him impassively, choosing to remain silent.

Standing beside her, Brian reached out and embraced her.

"Honey, it's getting late. We should head back now."

Rosalynn glanced at him before saying, “Men are all jerks."

After saying those words, she shrugged off his hand, turned around, and left.

Brian felt unfairly targeted by her outburst.

He scratched his forehead, feeling perplexed, and hurriedly followed her.

“Rosalynn!"

Maggie grew increasingly anxious. She stood up, intending to chase after them, but Sanford tightly held onto her.