It was Sanford's restaurant.

Rosalynn smiled. “Perfect! Speaking of Atera, guess what? Maggie and Sanford returned last night!"

Brian grinned. “Actually, Sanford texted me this morning.”

"He was in a good mood. Maybe they've reconciled," revealed Rosalynn.

Brian smirked. "Making up is just the first step. Getting married will be much harder."

"If they work at it, nothing is impossible," Rosalynn countered.

Brian squeezed her hand. “My wise wife is right.”

Rosalynn avoided his gaze, rolling her eyes.

Brian chuckled. "Let me tell Sanford we're going to Atera for dinner."

In the morning, he had received a message from Sanford but he had been eager to get back to Beauty Apartments and forgot to reply his message.

The phone barely rang when it was answered.

"Stanford, Where are you?"

“Home. "

“Home? Why are you slacking off?" Brian raised an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Sanford's voice held a hint of pleasure.

Brian's heart jumped. "Are you alone?"

"No, Maggie's sleeping."

That explained the quick answer. Sanford didn't want to wake Maggie.

"Take it easy, man. Don't overdo it. You'll wear yourself out."

Brian couldn't help but imagine what had happened with Maggie.