Brian's expression faltered at the suggestion. Spend the night with a dog?

Observing his reaction, Rosalynn raised an eyebrow. “What's wrong? You seem reluctant to do so."

Brian realized he had to make amends for his mother's actions, particularly since they had impacted Teddy.

“Honey, I do want to make it up to her. How about this? I‘1l purchase more toys for her," he suggested, attempting to offer an alternative solution.

"You're shallow," Rosalynn countered. "Material compensation isn't as valuable as emotional support. Teddy has just suffered a Loss. She needs our care and affection."

“But I don't think she's particularly fond of me," Brian admitted.

"She's never been too keen on me."

“Why do you think that is? You can't just ignore her," Rosalynn pointed out.

“Honey, it's because she's jealous of me!" Brian retorted with a grin.

Rosalynn was left speechless by his response.

Meanwhile, in the Century Silk Villas, after dinner, Lyndon retired to his car to retrieve his suitcase and carried it upstairs.

Tilda was surprised. "Mr. Fernandez, what are you doing here?"

Lyndon explained, "As I mentioned, I don't have a place to stay tonight."

Pausing for a moment, Tilda tentatively asked, "Are you supposed to be on a business trip tonight?"

She found it hard to believe that Lyndon couldn't find himself a place to stay.

And his suitcase suggested that he was headed for a business trip.

Then, unexpectedly, Sheldon had called him, asking him to stay.

Lyndon arched an eyebrow, playing along with her assumption.

"Yes, I was supposed to go on a business trip. I came straight here after Sheldon said something happened."

Tilda's fingers curled up slightly, a look of apology in her eyes.