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Brian retorted, “Not at all. You’re my queen.
I should be bowing before you, kissing your hand.”
“Then do it. Kneel,” Rosalynn taunted him.
Brian arched an eyebrow.
“Is that truly what you desire?”
Rosalynn tilted her head defiantly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I doubt you’d dare.”
Brian countered, “Well, you’re mistaken.”
Rosalynn shot back, “I’m still waiting, then.”
Brian’s gaze fell upon her gentle features, and his gloom lifted without reason.
She had at last engaged him in conversation, abandoning their silent standoff.
This renewed exchange unexpectedly brought a tear to his eye.
How vulnerable he felt!
Yet, in his wife’s presence, he had no need for pretense of strength.
Meanwhile, Kyson was propping up Lyndon, noticing his fixed stare at Rosalynn’s retreating figure, he
blurted out, “Lyndon, do you fancy her?”
Lyndon shot him a brief look and murmured, “Rosa’s the one who saved my life.”
Kyson acknowledged with a nod, “She did seem quite adept at checking your pulse.”
Stopping in his tracks, Lyndon asked, “Kyson, you don’t seem fond of her?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a twist of his mouth, Kyson retorted, “She snatched the wedding that was meant for Selina.”
Lyndon gave Selina a frosty look.
“Kyson, you’ve much to learn. Life’s not so straightforward. If something is so easily lost, it was never
yours to claim.”
With that, he walked on.
Kyson watched, puzzled by his departure.
Selina sensed Lyndon’s irritation.
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