“Enough, Mom. They're just good friends. You can't make Rosalynn miscarry because of that, can you?"

Brian's voice rose in anger as he finally reached his limit.

Noemi, unyielding, didn't see her fault.

“Brian, I'm just looking out for you...”

“Mom, if you really care about me, you should take a cue from my mother-in-law. Be open-minded, be a sensible mother-in-law, and show some kindness to Rosalynn!" Brian cut her off, his voice tinged with annoyance and disappointment.

“Brian, are you still holding this against me? Look at yourself. You are like the Moreno family's Lapdog! You are too eager to please them. I can't watch this," Noemi retorted sharply.

Brian's anger flared at her words.

"Can you please stop? Rosalynn is my wife, and this is my in-laws' house. I treat them like own What's with my family. wrong being good to them?"

"And you think they truly respect you? You're deluded, Brian. It's your attitude that's given Rosalynn the leeway to betray you with the other man!" Noemi continued accusingly.

"That's enough, Mom. If you keep this up, don't be surprised if I stop acknowledging you as my mother!" Brian's threat was fierce and final.

Silence fell, and Noemi was left speechless, her stare blank.

The atmosphere in the living room grew even more strained.

Gail, sighing deeply, turned to Brian. “At this point, for the safety of Rosalynn and her baby, I can't justify keeping your mother here any longer. She even mentioned that you felt wronged living with us. So, what are your thoughts on that now? I can't just leave Rosalynn to fend for herself with you guys. If you feel it's too much to visit our house every day, I won't force you to stay with Rosalynn."

Was Gail implying a separation between him and Rosalynn?

A heavy feeling settled in Brian's chest as he furrowed his brows, contemplating the implications.

“I've never felt wronged. It hurts to think of Rosalynn alone at my place during this time," Brian confessed.

Gail, noticing the disappointment clouding his face, quickly apologized, “I'm sorry, Brian. You're a good man. I spoke out of anger."

Brian stood, his resolve clear. "I'm the one who should apologize. I'm sorry for what my mother has caused. I'll take her home now."

Rosalynn, seeing the weariness in his expression, gently took his hand. “Brian,” she said softly, wondering whether the harsh words from his mother had weighed him down.

Brian gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled. “I need to take care of my mother first. Wait for me at home."