Murray was enjoying a candlelit dinner with Millie at an upscale steakhouse when his phone buzzed with a message. His face darkened instantly. Seeing the sudden change in Murray's demeanor, Millie asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Murray held his breath, not making a sound, then replied to the message tersely. [None of my business.]

On the other end, Corley couldn't help but smirk with a knowing look as he texted back, [Looks like it's truly over between you and Roseanne, huh?]

Murray glanced at the message and clenched his jaw, but his reply was indifferent. [Yeah, so? Got a problem with that?]

Corley responded with a surrendering emoji, [No, wouldn't dare to have an opinion.]

Then he added, [So, you wouldn't mind if someone else starts chasing Roseanne?]

York interrupted out of nowhere, [What's the deal? You're after her now?]

Corley's reply was a cheeky GIF that said, 'Oh yeah.'

Cliff burst into laughter. [Hahaha, that's rich!]

York added, [You've got guts, man.]

one took it

care, typing back, [Sure, go ahead and chase

He wondered if Murray would regret it

...

you for making my

PM when Murray

to part so soon." Her smile was radiant, revealing two cute dimples as she pouted playfully. "You seem so calm. Don't you hate to

her voice soft and teasing

he looked at her upturned face, reaching out to ruffle her hair.

bit her lip, a fleeting look of disappointment, but

lingering for over

the left, but the image of the photo Corley sent flashed through Murray's mind. Impulsively, he turned the steering wheel

drizzle began, droplets forming on the windshield, blurring the lights

plaid cashmere blanket could be seen lying on the backseat, forgotten by Millie when

reminded Murray

cold,leading them to buy a light brown plaid blanket together. After

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