Brian coolly focused his gaze on Hutton's hand and uttered in a cold tone, "Remove your hand from her."

Hutton smirked.

“Why? Planning to throw a punch?"

"I'LL give you until the count of three. If you don't remove your hand, there will be consequences," Brian warned, beginning the countdown.

“Three. Two..."

"Alright, enough with the jokes," Rosalynn intervened, fearing that Brian might actually resort to violence. She pushed away Hutton's hand and glared at him.

Hutton feigned an aggrieved expression and remarked, “Rosalynn, I'm not joking. We truly have been engaged for a Long time. You once vowed that you wouldn't marry anyone but me." lhen did I ever say that?" Rosalynn retorted.

“In our youth, we exchanged wedding vows," Hutton asserted.

Rosalynn found herself at a loss for words.

Indeed, she and Hutton had playfully exchanged wedding vows during their childhood games of make-believe.

Looking at Hutton, Brian sneered.

"You've only just come of age, haven't you? You appear so naive and slender. Rosalynn couldn't possibly be attracted to you.”

Initially taken aback, Brian swiftly regained his composure.

Hutton must hold a significant place in Rosalynn's life.

“I'm twenty-one years old!" Hutton retorted, his dislike for being mistaken as younger evident.

He fixed his gaze upon Brian.

"You envy my youth, don't you? Well, it's impossible. You're old. Rosalynn wouldn't be interested in you!”

Brian arched an eyebrow, adopting a self-assured tone.

“You're mistaken. Rosalynn and I were intimate last night."

“You-" Hutton was left dumbfounded, unable to find the right words to respond.

Witnessing their quarrel, Rosalynn couldn't help but suppress a laugh.

“Brian, enough. Hutton's my brother. He just returned today."