Rosalynn gave a small smile and followed Brian inside.

“Did you guys eat yet? Want me to whip up something?” Amalia inquired.

“No, we’re good, thanks. We’ve already eaten.”

Brian glanced at the dog nestled in Rosalynn’s embrace and told Amalia, “Please take this little one and get a vet to check his wounds.”

Rosalynn was his tonight. Brian didn’t want this dog messing up their romantic evening!

“Sure thing.” Amalia quickly scooped up the pup nestled in Rosalynn’s embrace.

Rosalynn, a doctor herself, wanted to mention that she could provide medical care for the injured pup.

on Brian’s face, she understood he had been holding back and might not endure much

she handed

The poor thing bears wounds, likely remnants of

Amalia as she cradled

whimpered, casting pleading eyes toward Rosalynn. He seemed reluctant to part from

comfortingly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Amalia

to whine, his gaze fixed on Rosalynn without a

she felt an urge to

He gripped

an expert at playing

“Sure thing, Mr. Hughes.”

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