Chapter: 444

What was he implying? She was utterly confused.

The room descended into silence.

Rosalynn turned her attention to Brian, sprawled inebriated on the couch. Setting aside the ingredients, she bent over and gently patted his face.

“Hey, wake up. The bed would be far more comfortable.”

Brian’s eyes fluttered open, their soft gaze captivating under the gentle illumination.

Brian was undeniably aloof and haughty when he was sober.

alcohol, his icy demeanor thawed, revealing a

a chord

sleep-laden eyes gaze at her, she decided to lend a

to your room to

eyes

of feeling in his eyes that resembled a man deeply

Rosalynn’s heart pounded.

she hoisted his arm onto

her, a

door to the bedroom and guiding him to

to straighten up, a tug on her arm

arms around her, pulling her

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