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

didn't care, typing back, [Sure, go ahead and chase

his phone, satisfied. He wondered if Murray

...

thank you for making my birthday

9 PM when Murray dropped Millie off

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

sweet, her

face, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "You have class tomorrow.

lip, a fleeting look of disappointment,

them lingering

Institute, his home was to the left, but the image of the

droplets forming on the windshield, blurring the lights into a kaleidoscope

could be seen lying on the backseat,

reminded Murray

about the air conditioning in his car being too cold,leading them to buy a light

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