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.

in life. One is that the vastness of scientific research exceeds the short span

stunned, her fingertips

tranquility. It was his first encounter with Roseanne, yet it wasn't the first

gaze. She could almost envision the disappointment mixed with regret

piece of paper with some numbers scribbled on it. "Here's my

it, noting the elegant

the waiter as he set down the dessert, stealing a covert

a chic, red Dior mini

to the man's growing irritation, chattering away

I heard from your mother that you've got stomach issues. Our family happens to know a specialist for that,

lighter, offering occasional responses. He had agreed to the blind date arranged by his mother, intending not to cause a scene. However, he found himself utterly disinterested in what

Unable to hear their conversation, he could still make out the faint smile on her face.

gaze away.