Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

The previous night was a bit out of hand. Cliff insisted on keeping the party going even after they'd all had more than enough.

When the driver dropped Murray off at his mansion, dawn was breaking. He had barely crashed onto his bed, the wave of sleepiness overwhelming, but he forced himself to stagger to the bathroom for a quick shower.

'Maybe Roseanne won't chew me out?' In his groggy state, Murray wondered.

He woke up again, this time to pain.

"Damn..." he groaned, clutching his stomach as he rolled out of bed.

"My stomach is killing me! Anne..." He stopped mid-sentence, a frown creasing his brow. Roseanne held a grudge this time, more than in their last fight.

'Fine, let's see how long she can keep this up. But where are the meds?' Murray ransacked the living room, checking every possible storage space, but couldn't find the emergency medicine kit.

He called Sadie.

Sadie answered the phone. "You're looking for antacids? They're in the medicine box."

Murray's temples throbbed as he took a deep breath. "And where is that?"

walk-in closet. Ms. Cole said you often have stomach issues after drinking, so she ensured to

in the drawer, stocked with his usual array of stomach remedies. After he took the medicine and felt the

of Roseanne's jewelry, designer bags, and everything was still there except for all her documents like her ID, passport,

rage bubbling up inside

several times,

cursed silently, 'The more you pamper

then, he heard the front door open. Murray immediately headed downstairs. "What

was taking off her shoes, looking up in surprise.

the sofa, uninterested. "What do you want?

beloved brother." As she spoke, Hertha headed toward the kitchen, "I haven't had lunch yet and figured I might as

she had a good impression

within half a minute, she asked curiously, "Murray, why does it look like a ghost kitchen here? Where's Roseanne?

for Murray to come down,

name again. Murray massaged his temples, wishing to

"Is Roseanne feeling unwell? I saw her

hospital?" Murray straightened up a