Gail's nod was one of deep regard.

In her eyes, such exemplary character was rare among young women today. Rosalynn's poise and grace mirrored a younger version of herself.

She mused, if only her daughter had lived, might she have possessed Rosalynn's allure?

A silent sigh escaped her.

Having exchanged pleasantries with the others, he now approached Gail.

“Brian, it's been ages. You grow more articulate and charismatic with time." Gail beamed.

Brian's smile was a brief flicker as he caught Rosalynn's gaze and clasped her hand once more.

“I merely speak the truth. Rosalynn's capability has always been self -evident," he said, his voice laced with fondness.

Rosalynn's brow creased, and she attempted to withdraw her hand.

Brian, however, maintained his grip, refusing to release her.

Gail, observing their intertwined fingers, voiced her curiosity.

“Are you two. getting back together?"

Get back together?

Brian's eyebrows lifted as he declared, “Rosalynn and I are very much married. There's been no divorce. We have no reason to get back together."

Gail, visibly shocked, inquired, "You haven't divorced? But Selina claimed you had, and Rosa remained silent on the matter."

Brian's lips tightened as he glanced at Rosalynn.

“There's been a grave misunderstanding between Rosalynn and me. Divorce is not an option for us. I shall either be a widower or remain her husband," he pronounced with firm conviction.

Rosalynn's heart fluttered. The image of the divorce certificate flashing in her mind.

What was Brian implying?

She had seen the divorce certificate with her own eyes.