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.]

took it

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

his phone, satisfied. He wondered

...

for making my

Murray dropped

to let go. "I hate that we have to part so soon." Her smile was radiant, revealing two cute dimples

her

her hair. "You have class tomorrow. You've had a long day. Better head

look of disappointment, but

them lingering for

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

the windshield, blurring

rearview mirror, a plaid cashmere blanket could be seen lying

reminded Murray of

them to buy a light brown

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