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Rosannas name suddenly flashed in her mind, her fingers tensing involuntarily.noveldrama

Rosanna was dead, so this girl couldnt possibly be her.

Yet, that side profile bore an uncanny resemblance to Rosanna! Who was she? Why was she strolling alongside Lyndon? As the duo entered the restaurant, Tilda pursed her lips tightly, a silent storm brewing within her.

Across from her, Myra observed her with a look of concern.

Tilda, are you alright? Im fine, Tilda murmured, forcing a smile. She lifted her water glass and took a sip, an attempt to veil her turmoil.

Myra hesitated before speaking.

Tilda, the woman walking with your husband just now is rumored to be having an affair with him; shes Rita Gordon from the secretarial office.

Tildas hand stalled mid-drink, and she looked up sharply.

What did you say her name was? Her name is Rita Gordon.

Lyndon had mentioned her more than once.

So it was her! Rita was the college student whose grandmother was ill, whom her husband had financially assisted.

Tilda recalled the brief glimpse she had caught and pressed her Lips together Lightly.

So, the rumors were not without merit. Previously, she had believed Lyndon was merely being kind and helping a girl in need.

Now, it appeared it might not be so straightforward.

Could it be that Ritas resemblance to the late Rosanna influenced Lyndons decision to help her? Or was he slowly transferring his affections for Rosanna to Rita? Tilda, your husband took Rita into a private room, Myra noted, watching as Lyndon and Rita disappeared together, a hint of caution in her voice.

Tilda had seen it too and was momentarily at a loss for words.