Confirming she dialed right, her expression hardened.

"This is Rosalynn. Get Brian on the line."

"He's in the bathroom. I'll tell him you called when he gets back."

The woman's voice stayed syrupy.

Rosalynn asked icily, “And who are you?"

“I'm his employee," the woman said.

Just an office worker? What kind of employee had his direct Line?

Rosalynn didn't say anything more, hanging up with a grimace.

Valeria's words played in her head: Men could be easily tempted.

Could Brian really be cheating while she's carrying their child?

“Hey Rosalynn, what's up?"

Lyndon trailed after her, clocking her odd look, and inquired.

Rosalynn snapped back, grinning. "ALL good, I'm fine."

Lyndon eyed her skeptically. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

With another smile, Rosalynn breezed into the hospital room.

Lyndon sensed she wasn't keen on chatting more and left it at that.

After a quick explanation to Valeria, Rosalynn scooped up her purse and departed.

Lyndon piped up. “Are you off to Wragos, huh?"

"Yes."