Turning her attention to Gail, Rosalynn was met with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Rosalynn chuckled, a warm smile playing on her lips. “Easy there, Mom.

You're making me antsy too!"

“Okay, I'll try to get myself together. I want to ask them to prepare a few more meals for you."

Her culinary enthusiasm undeterred, Gail stood up and headed to the kitchen.

Simultaneously, Lyndon came out, handing Rosalynn a glass of water with an easy grace.

"Quench that thirst."

“Thanks a bunch," Rosalynn replied, her gratitude evident in her eyes.

Noemi, observing the interaction, couldn't shake a certain unease.

Her daughter-in-law was expecting. Why was this man the one going with her for prenatal appointments?

Not to add that this man always looked at Rosalynn with fondness.

One could not help but wonder.

“Brian's not in the loop about the pregnancy, right?" A question lingered in Noemi's eyes.

"He's not." Rosalynn, honesty in her voice, admitted.

Noemi's frown deepened, her suspicions growing.

Did Lyndon learn of this news first?

Her thoughts danced between curiosity and concern as she looked at her flat belly.

Lyndon had been residing at the Moreno residence. Could it have been possible for them to...

“I have a bit of business to tackle. Be right back." Lyndon, sensing the tension, excused himself.

"Okay." Rosalynn nodded with a glass in her hand.