"So it was a misunderstanding between the two of you?"

He knew that his friend was not one to engage in promiscuity.

Sanford clenched his fists.

Contemplating the person who had sent him the message, he was consumed with anger.

"Yana took a photo of Maggie and Jeffry, Leading to my misunderstanding of Maggie. I believe Yana orchestrated it behind my back as a way to drive a wedge between Maggie and me because I humiliated her."

Regrettably, both Sanford and Maggie had fallen into a trap.

Brian patted Sanford on the shoulder and advised, "I'm going to take a shower. I hope you can clear up the misunderstanding with Maggie."

Failing to do so might further strain his already delicate connection with Rosalynn.

Rosalynn assisted Maggie into the guest room.

As Maggie Lay in the bed, her gaze fixated on the ceiling, tears welled up in her eyes once more.

Rosalynn sat at the edge of the bed and held Maggie's hand.

“Maggie, it's going to be alright. Try to get some sleep. When you wake up, it will all be behind you.”

Maggie glanced at her, tears streaming down her face.

"Rosalynn, I'm afraid to close my eyes.”

Closing her eyes only brought to mind the man's wicked grin and his repugnant touch.

That man had come so close to...

Observing Maggie's sorrow, Rosalynn consoled her and retrieved a few silver needles from her bracelet.

“Don't cry, Maggie. Let me perform an acupuncture session for you.”

If she didn't assist Maggie in getting a good night's sleep, Maggie might be plagued by nightmares.

Maggie was taken aback. She glanced at the silver needles, then at the bracelet, captivated by its presence.

“Rosalynn, isn't this an ordinary bracelet?"

No."