As Brian stood up, Noemi chimed in, "Finish your dinner first."

Noemi was unhappy, seeing her son constantly bowing and scraping before Rosalynn.

She believed men should be put on a pedestal and women, should be supportive partners to them.

Yet here was Rosalynn, living at her parents’ place, while her son shuttled between Skrix and Wragos daily, acting more like a son-in-law who lived off his wife.

It didn't sit right with her, especially since her son was a successful businessman. Why would he be so under his wife's thumb?

“Mom, I'm not really hungry. I'll eat later," Brian said, rushing upstairs to talk to Rosalynn.

"No, you're eating now before heading up!"

Noemi's voice was firm.

"It's late, you must be starving! Brian, you're going to be a dad soon. You need to look after yourself better. You've got a long road ahead!" Noemi couldn't hide her annoyance.

Gail, catching on to Noemi's mood, chuckled. “Brian, relax.

Rosalynn's not going anywhere. Go have your dinner."

She understood Noemi's thoughts.

Unless it was something serious, she wouldn't fuss over it.

With both of them insisting, Brian stopped arguing and went to have his meal.

Noemi's expression softened. "Gail, I'll head up to freshen up."

Gail nodded in agreement. "I need to change too."

They both went upstairs, and soon after, Brendan and the others returned from their stroll.

Kyson rushed over to Brian with a beaming smile as he returned.

“Hey Brian, you're back! Did you hear about the big news at home?"

With a smile, Brian responded, "You're going to be an uncle, Kyson.”