Hutton seemed taken aback.

“So, Brian doesn't know that Rosalynn is his wife yet?" hat's correct."

“How could he be so dense?”

“He truly is. Let's just watch how he's made a fool of." Karina's eyes sparkled mischievously.

Upon hearing this, Hutton felt his spirits lifting.

"Rosalynn, it's okay if you don't tell him. I want to see how long he remains oblivious."

For a moment, Rosalynn felt a twinge of sympathy for Brian.

But recalling how he had disregarded her for two years, she steeled herself.

After all, he was once superficial, judging people by their appearances.

It was his just deserts.

Glancing at the clock, Rosalynn noticed it was dinner time.

"Hutton, Let's dine out to celebrate your return."

Hutton Looked at her and replied, “Rosalynn, we don't need to eat out.

I would love to taste your cooking.”

“It's late already, I haven't bought any ingredients. I promise to cook something special for you tomorrow," Rosalynn offered.

"Sounds good," Hutton said, clearly pleased.

Turning to Karina, Rosalynn asked, "Karina, are you heading home?"

“I'LL return after dinner," Karina confirmed.

“But didn't your mother want you home? Your brother is bringing

Annalise home for dinner," Rosalynn asked hesitantly.

"No worries, Hutton just returned from abroad, he's the priority."

Karina then hurriedly stood up.