Chapter: 802

Rosalynn snatched the phone. “What’s the passcode?”

“Your birthday.”

It was her birthday again.

Rosalynn paused, her lips forming a tight line, and refrained from commenting.

After a few taps, she located the recording and erased it.

tossed the phone onto

voice trailed after

believe there weren’t any

to look

we’re

slicing a steak, an assured smile playing on his

drew in a deep breath, repeatedly reminding herself to

a seat

“Here you are

gaze, Brian passed the sliced steak

hungry, and she was mad at

of steak with her fork, she shoved

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