My Bossy CEO Husband
Chapter 2099

Such behavior seemed beyond the realm of normalcy, hinting at deeper underlying issues.

But Noemi had appeared perfectly normal recently.

Could Noemi’s sudden outburst be triggered solely by witnessing her and Lyndon together on several occasions?

“Well, let me handle it.

Don’t dwell on it too much,” Brian reassured Rosalynn as he held her close and gently caressed her belly.

He felt grateful that nothing dreadful occurred to their baby, fervently hoping for the safety and well-being of their child.

Rosalynn snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at Brian’s slender fingers, her red Lips pursed.

Fortunately, she did not consume the soup that Noemi had spiked.

Otherwise, she shuddered to consider the ramifications for their future.

“Brian, shouldn’t you do something to make it up to Teddy?” Rosalynn suggested, acknowledging Teddy’s role in having suffered for her.

Brian appeared momentarily stunned before nodding.

“Yes, that’s only fair,” he agreed.

With a playful roll of her eyes, Rosalynn proposed, “Well, why don’t you stay here and keep Teddy company tonight?”

Brian’s expression faltered at the suggestion.

Spend the night with a dog?

Observing his reaction, Rosalynn raised an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong? You seem reluctant to do so.

”

Brian realized he had to make amends for his mother’s actions, particularly since they had impacted Teddy.

“Honey, I do want to make it up to her.

How about this? I‘1l purchase more toys for her,” he suggested, attempting to offer an alternative solution.

“You’re shallow,” Rosalynn countered.

“Material compensation isn’t as valuable as emotional support.

Teddy has just suffered a Loss.

She needs our care and affection.

”

“But I don’t think she’s particularly fond of me,” Brian admitted.

“She’s never been too keen on me.

”

“Why do you think that is? You can’t just ignore her,” Rosalynn pointed out.

“Honey, it’s because she’s jealous of me!” Brian retorted with a grin.

Rosalynn was left speechless by his response.

Meanwhile, in the Century Silk Villas, after dinner, Lyndon retired to his car to retrieve his suitcase and carried it upstairs.

Tilda was surprised.

“Mr.

Fernandez, what are you doing here?”

Lyndon explained, “As I mentioned, I don’t have a place to stay tonight.

”

Pausing for a moment, Tilda tentatively asked, “Are you supposed to be on a business trip tonight?”