“Rosalynn, would you cook for me tonight?"

However, a sharp pain shot through his arm.

In an instant, he was forcefully thrown aside.

Struggling to regain his balance, Hutton witnessed Brian already holding Rosalynn protectively in his arms.

“Listen up, even if you're my brother-in-law, my patience has its limits," Brian declared in a detached yet menacing tone.

Rubbing his throbbing wrist, Hutton couldn't help but retort, "Back when we were children, Rosalynn and I even shared a bed. Shouldn't you invent a time machine and travel to the past if you want to pick a fight with me?"

Darkness flickered in Brian's eyes.

"Hutton, I couldn't care less about the past. All I know is that she is mine now. Please learn to respect boundaries."

Hutton choked on his words.

"Brian, you're despicable!"

“If you can't stand it, you're free to leave,” Brian raised an eyebrow challengingly.

“No way! I'll make you sick to your stomach!" Hutton retorted, unwilling to back down.

Witnessing the two of them bickering incessantly, Rosalynn hurriedly intervened, trying to put an end to the squabble.

“Alright, are you both done now? Seriously, you're acting like children. And you, Mr. CEO, why are you being so petty?" Rosalynn shot an annoyed glare at Brian before making her way to the bedroom to gather her belongings.

“Hutton, I'm off to work. Do whatever you want."

“Sure thing, Rosalynn. I'll be eagerly awaiting your cooking tonight,“

Hutton responded with a smile.

Brian glanced at him, catching the provocation in his eyes. It was hard to decipher the emotions playing across his face.

The two of them walked out the door and headed to the elevator.

As the elevator doors opened, they were greeted by Maggie's presence.

“Good morning, Rosalynn and Mr. Hughes.”

“Morning, Maggie. You're right on time."