Still in last night’s evening gown, Rosalie prioritized a hot shower and fresh clothes over her growling stomach. She descended the stairs leisurely, only to freeze halfway.

Her entire family, comprising her parents, brother, and grandfather, sat stiffly on the living room sofa in eerie silence.

Why were they all not talking?

Rosalie soon realized what was wrong.

River was in her home, and beside him was Serenity. Then, her gaze landed on the gifts piled in the hall, each adorned with glaring congratulatory marriage-related stickers.

Who had delivered all those gifts? Was someone in her family getting engaged?

At the sound of her footsteps, all eyes snapped to her.

Under their collective stare, Rosalie approached, zeroing in on River’s lipstick-smeared face and neck.

She burst out laughing, teasing, “Wow, River, what exactly did you get up to last night? That’s quite the collection. You got lucky last night, huh?”

Everyone looked at her speechlessly. At the same time, they int