Chapter: 1179
“Delicious.”
Rosalynn smiled and gently placed some food on Brian’s plate. “Thank you for cooking for us.”
Brian arched an eyebrow but remained silent. His hand found its way to her thigh, his touch gentle as
he caressed it.
Rosalynn was rendered speechless. She shot him a sharp glance and swiftly moved her legs aside.
As the three of them indulged in their meal and drinks, Calvert grew progressively intoxicated and
became quite talkative.
He rambled on about Rosalynn’s mischievous and clever childhood escapades, recounting anecdotes
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat showcased her wit.
Brian listened attentively, stealing occasional glances at Rosalynn while sipping his wine. He felt like he
was getting to know her on a deeper level.
“Brian, Rosalynn has been clever since she was a child. Countless men have sought her hand in
marriage. Yet, you once contemplated divorcing her. How foolish you were,” Calvert chided, holding
onto his grudge against Brian’s past indifference towards Rosalynn.
Then, he turned his attention to Rosalynn and inquired, “Rosalynn, what was the name of the young
man who visited our house recently? Ah, yes, Barlow. He struck me as good-hearted and gentle. He
fell head over heels for you at first sight. Brian, if you had changed your mind a little Later, you would
have regretted it.”
Brian had been attentively Listening, but when he heard Barlow’s name, his expression subtly
changed.
“So, Barlow has been here before?” he inquired.
Taking a sip of wine, Calvert responded, “Indeed, not long ago, he came with Rosalynn. Do you know
him?”
“Yes,” Brian responded with a smile, though a noticeable chill seemed to settle around him.
However, Calvert remained oblivious to the shift in atmosphere, continuing his monologue. “Brian, there
are countless outstanding men vying for Rosalynn’s affection. Just be more cautious!”
Rosalynn felt the situation growing more complicated. Why did Calvert bring up Barlow again? She
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwished her grandfather would exercise more discretion.
“Grandpa! You’ve been talking too much today. Have some more to eat!”
Rosalynn playfully kicked Calvert under the table, shooting him a subtle wink. Yet, Calvert didn’t react,
carrying on as if nothing had occurred.
But Brian couldn’t contain himself any longer. “Why did you kick me?”
Rosalynn was left speechless. Had she kicked the wrong person?
“Well, I apologize. My foot cramped up,” she quickly offered, her smile masking any discomfort she felt.
“I believe you’re feeling a tad guilty.”
On this occasion, Rosalynn genuinely experienced a foot cramp. Swiftly, she slid her hand under the
table and grasped Brian’s.