Brian gazed at Lyndon with a calm expression and remarked, “Someone better? You're not talking about yourself, are you?"

Lyndon kept silent, his hand tightening around the thermos.

Brian inquired, "My wife mentioned you and your ex-girlfriend, Lyndon.

You wouldn't shift your feelings for her onto my wife, would you?"

A flicker of sorrow briefly crossed Lyndon's handsome face.

He cast his gaze downward slightly and didn't give a direct answer to Brian's question. Instead, he cautioned, “Brian, whatever happens, just don't upset Rosa and don't hurt her. I'll be watching you closely."

Brian gazed intently and declared with conviction, “Ease your mind.

There won't be an opening for you to steal her away from me. And let me be clear; keep any untoward thoughts about my wife to yourself.

Remember, she's your cousin."

Upon hearing these words, the sorrow in Lyndon's eyes dissolved, giving way to a smile.

“Brian, my mother, and Mrs. Moreno don't share a biological cousin connection. Additionally, in ancient times, it was usual for cousins to get married."

Brian's expression grew serious, but before he could speak, Lyndon chimed in, "No need to fret. As long as you keep Rosa happy, I won't meddle in your relationship."

Would this guy be a substitute option?

Being constantly watched made Brian feel uneasy!

As Brian squinted at Lyndon's good-looking face, a spark of inspiration lit up in his mind.

If Lyndon had enough energy to focus on his wife, maybe he could find someone to divert Lyndon's attention.

After consulting the doctor about Lyndon's health, Rosalynn returned to the ward.

The ward was filled with silence.

Lyndon sat on the bed, eyes fixed on his laptop, while Brian relaxed on the sofa, legs crossed, engrossed in his phone.

Rosalynn blinked, feeling the harmony in the air, and hoped the two guys had not argued earlier.