Maggie?

Karl?

Why was Karl addressing her so intimately?

Sanford's brows knitted together, and rather than leaving, he decided to stay a Little Longer.

On the other side, Karl handed a bag to Maggie.

“I procured some materials for your studies. I was passing by and thought I'd deliver them to you."

Accepting the bag, Maggie flashed a grateful smile.

"Thank you so much for going out of your way to bring these. That's really kind of you.”

“It's no problem at all." Karl returned her smile and began to explain the contents of the bag.

Hutton, choosing to ignore Brian, extended a dessert box to Rosalynn, who had remained silent all along.

"Rosalynn, I picked up some desserts for you."

“Thank you!" Rosalynn received it with a smile.

Hutton continued, "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight? My friends haven't stopped raving about the dishes you prepared Last time.

They've been imploring me to persuade you to cook for them again.”

Caught off guard, Rosalynn blinked. Before she could respond, Brian intervened, "She's busy.”

Turning to Brian, Hutton retorted, "I was addressing Rosalynn. Who do you think you are?"

“I'm just showing concern. She's been busy all day, and now you want her to cook dinner as well?" Brian retorted.

Hutton gritted his teeth.

“Brian, there's no need for you to sow discord here. And curb your jealousy. We are very close. She enjoys cooking for me."

“There's nothing to it. I'm just concerned she might tire herself out.”

Brian looked at Rosalynn, his eyes filled with affection.

“Brian, there's no need for theatrics. In a marriage..."