Chapter: 1323
Rosalynn returned his stare, countering, “Are you?” Brian frowned, responding with a touch of
indignation, “Of course, I am. Well, that was a relief.
He was confident in their union.
Only by standing together could they withstand any external pressures, right?
Rosalynn beamed, rising on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on his supple lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrian’s eyes darkened. He drew her into his embrace, his deft fingers expertly undoing her buttons.
Everything unfolded seamlessly.
Later, as Rosalynn lay on the bed, examining her fair hands, she felt a pang of frustration.
What did he eat?
Why was he so energetic?
It was late into the night.
On the 28th floor, Maggie rolled over on the bed, reaching out for the comforting presence of her man.
But she found nothing but cold sheets. Her eyes fluttered open to find Sanford’s side of the bed vacant.
Where could he have gone?
Was he meeting Jaelyn?
A wave of unease swept over Maggie. She cast aside the quilt and rose from the bed, only to find
Sanford smoking on the bedroom balcony.
His tall silhouette stood cloaked in the darkness, exuding an eerie calm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis back was turned to her, obscuring his face from view. All she could discern was the cigarette
gripped between his fingers, its tip glowing intermittently in the night.
Was his midnight smoke a sign of distress?
Was he yearning for Jaelyn?
Suddenly, the man moved.
He flicked the spent cigarette into the ashtray, turned on his heel, and slid open the balcony door.
Noticing Maggie’s presence, Sanford paused, surprise etching his features.
“Maggie, you’re awake too? Did I disturb you?”
Maggie met his gaze as he approached, words tumbling from her lips unbidden. “Sanford, are you
missing Jaelyn?”