Brian watched her with affectionate eyes.

Feeling his intense stare, Rosalynn questioned, "Why watch me instead of eating?"

Brian, enchanted by her Lips, leaned forward, cradling her head, and planted a kiss.

“Honey, you are more alluring than any meal."

His voice carried a playful joy, which Rosalynn found unbearable.

She nudged him away, wiping her mouth with a frown.

“Stop it. Just eat."

With a laugh, Brian turned to his breakfast.

Following their meal, Brian and Rosalynn switched attire and made their way to the hospital.

Stepping from the vehicle, Brian instinctively slid his right arm over her waist.

Rosalynn registered only the constricting hug that increasingly impeded her comfort.

“Could you please let go of me?"

Brian declared with a grave tone, "No, I must show the world you are my wife."

Rosalynn found herself at a loss for words.

What could possibly make him jealous?

It struck her that it was time to inform him about Lyndon's past love.

"Brian, are you aware that Lyndon cherished another before?"

Interest piqued, Brian's brow arched.

"Is that so? Did he hold affection for someone?"

“Indeed. However, she is no longer with us."