Rosalynn pursed her lips, seemingly aware of who was on the other side.

“I'LL answer the door.”

Approaching the door, Rosalynn swung it open to reveal Brian and

Sanford standing outside.

Glancing at Sanford, she questioned, “What brings you here? Maggie is finally in a better state of mind. Do you want to agitate her once more?”

Sanford replied, “Rosalynn, there's a misunderstanding between Maggie and me. I want to clarify things."

“What misunderstanding?"

“Yana is to blame. I'll explain everything later,” Sanford asserted.

Rosalynn remained silent and ushered them inside.

Sanford took a deep breath, realizing that he had broken into a sweat.

Brian offered reassurance by patting him on the shoulder and fetching a pair of slippers.

In the dining room, Maggie's expression changed slightly at the sight of Sanford.

Rosalynn sat beside her, gently holding her hand to provide comfort.

"Maggie, he claims that Yana is the one to blame. Let's hear him out.”

At the mention of Yana's name, Maggie felt a surge of anger.

She turned her gaze toward Sanford and questioned, “Are you saying Yana orchestrated all of this? Why would she do such a thing?"

Observing Maggie's pale face, Sanford couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret.

“I've been a terrible person, Maggie. When I returned from my business trip, Yana sent me several photos of you and Jeffry. Without giving it much thought, I jumped to the conclusion that you were having an affair. Instead of explaining, you broke up with me.

Only yesterday did I learn that you believed I had been intimate with Yana. How could I ever do something like that? The truth is, Yana planned everything. Please, listen to this first.”

Sanford turned on his phone and played a recording.

It was a conversation he had with Jeffry the previous night.

Maggie Listened intently, her anger growing.