Noemi looked from one to the other, sensing that Lyndon's sudden compliance might be a cover for his true motives.

Just then, the door opened, and Brian entered.

“Welcome home, honey," Rosalynn greeted him cheerfully.

Brian changed his shoes and asked, “Why are you still up?"

“I was waiting for you," Rosalynn replied, taking his briefcase.

With raised eyebrows, Brian walked into the living room, holding Rosalynn close. It was then he noticed the other two people there.

"Hello, Mom," he greeted Noemi first.

Noemi gave him a subtle smile and said, "You should come home early.

Otherwise, Rosalynn might end up drinking with him, waiting for your return."

Then she turned and headed upstairs.

Brian frowned, glancing at Lyndon, his expression turning stern.

So, his wife wasn't waiting for her, but was drinking with Lyndon?

Trying to hide his upset feelings, he said, “Let's go to our room."

Rosalynn realized her husband might be overthinking.

Without rushing to explain, she casually told Lyndon, “Lyndon, we're heading to bed. Take it easy on the drinks."

"Okay."

Lyndon nodded, watching the couple ascend the stairs.

He initially thought about clarifying things to Brian, but ultimately, he chose to stay silent. He gathered the bottle and glass, retreating to his room.

He would enjoy the spectacle if Brain and Rosalynn argued because of Noemi's comments.

After all, Brain was too nosy. And he would find satisfaction in witnessing Brian's frustration.