Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Hertha was puzzled.

If it had been any other time, Roseanne would have been at Murray's hospital bedside in a heartbeat, fussing over him with water and endless concern, her eyes brimming with tears. But this time, she was nowhere to be seen.

When Hertha voiced her thoughts, a deathly silence spread. Stone-faced, Murray said nothing. Cliff and York, who knew the situation, dared not make a sound.

Corley finally spoke up, his voice indifferent. "They broke up. Didn't you guys know?"

Beverley frowned. "Still holding a grudge? How many days has it been? Her temper sure has grown!"

Upon hearing that, Murray's expression darkened.

"Ahem! Beverley, it might not be so easy to resolve this time..." Corley glanced at Beverley.

Beverley exploded, "What do you mean? Roseanne is putting on airs now?"

interrupted coldly, his face stern, "it's truly over this time. I was the one who

was stunned, and Hertha was just as taken

Roseanne's absence

waiting to leave the hospital, Beverley

do you think you are? My son was a blessing in your life! All these years, how much has he spent on you, and how have you repaid him? You ungrateful bitch, worse

teeth. "My son is sick now. When are you

and then calmly said, "I'm sorry,

she blocked Beverley's number. Then she opened her messaging app, deleted their

sigh of relief, feeling an unprecedented

call, Beverley tried calling back only to find the line busy. She was livid. "Fine! Have it

...

noticed a subtle smile at the corner

having

the day, darkness had fallen. The night breeze