Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Hertha was startled by the sudden spike in Murray's voice, "Hold up, Murray. What are you talking about? I've never..."

Caught off guard by the tirade and then staring at the disconnected call, Hertha was speechless. "Seriously, what did I even do?"

Before she could stew in anger, the butler approached with a list of gifts. "Miss Sherwood, could you please check if these are sufficient?"

Hertha glanced over the list, noting the high-quality items, and after a thorough review, she nodded in satisfaction. "These are for Ms. Payne. Ensure everything is perfect. No mistakes, got it?" The butler nodded respectfully. "Understood."

...

"Ms. Cole, this is arguably the best listing near Kingswell University. Look at the natural light and the surroundings. People are lining up to rent this place. If you hesitate, it might slip through your fingers." The agent was brimming with enthusiasm as Roseanne took a look around.

small unit, accessible only by stairs. But it had its merits. Not only was it close

signed a one-year lease on the

scattered

packing her clothes, replied, "Yeah, I've found a

guessing, "Murray came around, huh? Not bad. It lasted a whole week this time. It's about time you let those jerks cool their heels, stop them from getting too

her brilliance dimming, becoming a woman who revolved around a man. No, even a housewife has her dignity and rightful place.

about time to move on. There's plenty of fish in the

Roseanne. "Ahem... So, you're serious this time? You won't return to him in a

was showing its age, with peeling walls. The furniture seemed like antiques, bearing the weight of years. She decided to buy some eco-friendly paint to give the place a fresh