He banished the memory, cranked up the car's temperature, and fetched a dry towel to clean her up.

Upon noticing a trace of red on the seat, he was momentarily taken aback.

Didn't she already have a boyfriend?

Had she been a virgin before their encounter just now?

Brian drove Rosalynn home.

Noticing her silence throughout the journey, Brian asked, “Have you eaten yet?"

“I have no appetite."

She had been in such a rush to find Maggie that she hadn't had dinner.

Brian glanced at her, pulled out his phone, and dialed Edwin's number.

He asked Edwin to drive Rosalynn's car back and deliver some food to Beauty Apartments.

His deep voice was soothing and commanding, making her feel at ease.

Rosalynn's lips quivered, touched by his gesture.

She had taken her anger out on Sanford since he was Brian's friend.

However, she realized now that it wasn't his fault.

“You can go back now,” Rosalynn said, her expression softened.

Brian looked at the nearby apartment building and said, “Sanford is my friend. I'm worried you might not resist hitting him Later. I have to be there to stop you.”

Rosalynn was speechless.

She wasn't that violent.

“Are you flaunting your friendship in front of me?" she asked.

“No, I'm just afraid you might hurt your hand."

Again, Rosalynn was at a loss for words.

He was really good at coaxing her with sweet words.