Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne always appreciated a no-nonsense attitude, so her straightforward request was no surprise. "Ms. Payne has left the hospital, and I'm in the dark about her whereabouts. I was hoping you could accompany me for a visit if it's not too much trouble..."

Her gaze flickered slightly, adding, "And if Ms. Payne gets heated, maybe you could help calm things down. You know, for health's sake."

The hint of a smile seemed to play at the corners of Owen's mouth when he heard that.

Roseanne continued, "I understand you're busy. So, you can set the time."

Owen nodded. "Alright, how about the day after tomorrow?"

Roseanne expressed her gratitude with a heartfelt thanks.

Cradling her lemonade, she suddenly asked, "Why... why are you willing to help me?"

Owen met her gaze with his brown, expressive eyes. When Roseanne thought he might not respond, he began, "Because you're Roseanne." Roseanne was surprised.

that the vastness of scientific research exceeds the short span of life. Two is having no children, and three

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the first time he had heard her name. What made this girl, mentioned in the same breath as life, research, and family, so significant to Ms.

gaze. She could almost envision the disappointment mixed with regret

Roseanne a piece of paper with some numbers scribbled on it.

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woman across from him donned a chic, red Dior mini skirt and clutched a Hermes

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by his mother, intending not to cause a scene. However,

until it landed on Roseanne sitting with another man a few tables away. Unable to hear their conversation, he could still make out the faint smile on her face. The previously tolerable noise around him suddenly became unbearably loud, worsening his

shifting his gaze away. "I should be