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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.

Yet, seeing the tension etched on Brian’s face, she understood he had been holding back and might not endure much longer. With a gentle smile, she handed the pup over to Amalia.

“Meet Teddy, Amalia. The poor thing bears wounds, likely remnants of abuse from his former owner. Just be cautious around the injuries.”

“Got it,” replied Amalia as she cradled the pup.

Teddy whimpered, casting pleading eyes toward Rosalynn. He seemed reluctant to part from her. Rosalynn tenderly patted his head comfortingly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Amalia won't harm you.” Yet, Teddy continued to whine, his gaze fixed on Rosalynn without a blink.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Observing this, Rosalynn’s heart melted, and she felt an urge to take Teddy back.

But Brian was growing impatient. He gripped Rosalynn’s waist. “Amalia, we’re heading upstairs.” The pup was really an expert at playing the sympathy card!

“Sure thing, Mr. Hughes.”

As Amalia saw them ascend, she couldn't help but muse. Brian and Rosalynn were so deeply in love now. And she was happy for them.

Upstairs, back in that familiar space, Rosalynn’s emotions were a tumultuous mix.

She had thought she'd never return here after leaving, yet fate had brought her back to Brian.

As they ascended to the third floor, and seeing Brian lost in thought, she inquired, “What's on your mind?”

His arm wrapped around her waist, he turned her towards him.