Brian reached out to her once more.

This time, Rosalynn didn’t reject the call. She accepted it.

“Brian, please stop.”

She had no desire to meet him at the moment. Solitude was her only wish.

“Step out of the car!”

At the other end, the man’s breath came out ragged, betraying his struggle to keep his fury at bay.

retorted, “I’m

the car! Rosalynn, you know who I

was icy,

time he had wrongly accused her of infidelity with Barlow. Brian had collided with Barlow’s car in a

didn’t exit the vehicle now, his

car, but please, try to keep your temper in check. Remember, you’re a person, not an

left at a loss

hung up,

“Lyndon, my apologies.

please pull over? The car tailing us belongs to my

brief glance her way, wordlessly decelerating, steering to

by Lyndon’s,

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