Was he suggesting that such menial tasks were unsuitable for men?
Brian clenched his jaw.
Asking Rosalynn to do the errand would imply he lacked consideration for women.
But if he went himself, it would mean leaving the two alone.
Weighing his options, he made his decision.
“Honey, you stay. I’ll go fetch the food.”
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Rosalynn gave him a look but voiced no objection.
“His head must be reeling. Pick up something light and easy to digest.”
“Understood,” Brian agreed.
Lyndon arched an eyebrow.
“I’d like the pork congee and pastries from the shop on West Street. It’s a bit of a hassle, I appreciate it,
Mr. Hughes.”
Brian was left without words.
The heart of the city was here, while West Street was a good distance away.
That shop, a hotspot known online, often required a wait.
Lyndon was clearly being deliberate!
Brian caught his taunting look and curbed his irritation. For the sake that Lyndon once saved his wife,
he would bear it.
“It’s no trouble, but it takes over an hour to drive back and forth from there, not counting the queue. If
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Don’t starve.”
Lyndon’s smirked slightly.
“Thanks for the concern, Mr. Hughes. I can wait.”
Without further word to Lyndon, Brian gave Rosalynn a fleeting look and departed.
Just then, Edwin tapped on the door and entered.
“Mr. Hughes, where might you be off to?”
Edwin had arrived. It was likely that Brain had considered sending him on errands.