She ought to have been happy.

But instead, she felt weighed down and the joy seemed elusive.

Observing Maggie's preoccupied state, Rosalynn sighed.

She could discern that Maggie still harbored feelings for Sanford.

She had no desire to inflict harm on Sanford even after what he had done to her.

“Maggie, you should eat more. Don't accuse me of meddling in your affairs." Rosalynn added more food onto Maggie's plate.

Maggie expressed her gratitude and they shifted their conversation to other topics.

Dinner wrapped up swiftly and Hutton proceeded to settle the bill.

Rosalynn and Maggie made their way to the exit, ready to hail a taxi.

“Maggie, allow me to drop you home." Given the Late hour, Rosalynn was reluctant to let Maggie journey home alone.

“No, thank you, Rosalynn. You didn't bring your car. I can catch a bus home." Maggie declined courteously.

“But it's quite late. It isn't safe for you to travel alone.”

Maggie offered a reassuring smile.

"It's okay. I commute at this hour every day. The bus route is safe."

Just then, another figure approached.

"Maggie," he called.

Maggie turned, surprise lighting her face.

“Jeffry, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to give you a Lift home," Jeffry replied.

Maggie's brows furrowed at that.

“I told you, Jeffry, I don't need a ride. The bus gets me home just fine."

Jeffry had been consistently attentive in the past few days, showing up with breakfast or offering a ride home in the evenings.