Rosalynn asked.

Maggie pondered for a moment and replied, “Not exactly. He demanded an explanation about Jeffry in a nasty tone, but I happened to find out he had slept with Yana. I was so heartbroken that I didn't bother explaining anything. I just broke up with him."

So that was the whole story?

And it was Maggie who initiated the breakup?

Rosalynn mulled it over, sensing something amiss.

What a coincidence!

“Rosalynn, we're here," Maggie announced.

They had climbed up to the sixth floor, and Maggie opened the door.

Climbing all those stairs had left Rosalynn feeling exhausted. She let out a relieved sigh as she stepped into the room, taking in her surroundings.

The space was small, but it was tidy.

“Take a seat, Rosalynn. Let me fetch you some drink," Maggie offered, heading to the kitchen.

Rosalynn's mind was still occupied with thoughts of Maggie and Sanford.

When Maggie handed her the glass of drink, Rosalynn took a sip and asked, “Maggie, do you think it's possible that Sanford sleeping with Yana was just a misunderstanding? Maybe it's the same kind of misunderstanding between you and Jeffry."

Maggie was taken aback by Rosalynn's words.

“But I asked Hutton to check Yana's schedule. She was at Sanford's hotel that day. Plus, Yana even showed me photos of them in bed together," Maggie replied.

So?

Rosalynn ran her fingers along the glass, lost in thought.

“Let's forget about them. In any case, I don't belong in Sanford's world. We'll drift apart sooner or Later," Maggie said, wanting to change the subject.

Nodding in agreement, Rosalynn ceased discussing Sanford.

After finishing her drink, Rosalynn took her leave ten minutes Later.

“Rosalynn, I can walk you downstairs," Maggie offered.

“No, thank you. I'm good." Rosalynn waved her hand.