Brian opened his eyes and looked at her. "I can go with you," he insisted.

Rosalynn gave him a small, reassuring smile. "You need to rest. I can manage on my own," Rosalynn said quietly.

Before Brian could respond, her phone on the table buzzed with a message.

She reached for it and saw it was from Lyndon.

“Are you resting now? Do you need me to bring lunch?" the message read.

"No, thanks. Brian is with me," she replied quickly.

"Okay," Lyndon texted back.

Brian's eyes narrowed as he noticed the messages.

He straightened up and asked, "Does Lyndon know you're in Wragos?"

Rosalynn set her phone back down and nodded. "Yes, he brought me here last night."

Brian's face tightened with worry. "So, he stayed with you at the hospital all night?"

A touch of jealousy colored his voice.

Rosalynn saw the worry Lines on his forehead. She gently brushed her fingers over them and smiled. “Yes, he did. Why the frown? Didn't you stay with Betsy at the hospital last night? I didn't make a fuss about it."

Brian's annoyance was clear. “When did I ever stay the whole night with Betsy? I was swamped with work all night."

Rosalynn noticed his unhappy expression and decided to ease up. She said softly, "You've been working too hard, honey."

Although Brian was still a bit jealous, her gentle tone made him relax a little. He let out a quiet sigh.

He then playfully pinched her cheek and said, “Your husband is jealous. What do you think you should do about it?"

Lyndon's name alone had spoiled Brian's mood.

Rosalynn, with a playful glint in her eye, pulled a piece of chocolate from her pocket.

"How about some chocolate to Lighten the mood?"