Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Murray massaged his temples. "No more for me. You guys go ahead."

Watching him leave, York felt puzzled. He knew Murray was never one to miss out on a party like this. Could it be that he made up with Roseanne? That made sense. They just got back together, and it was probably not the best time to be out partying.

"Hey, York, we're waiting on you now." Someone called out from near the staircase.

York shook his head, dismissing the thought, and rejoined the crowd.

When Murray got to the villa, it was already 10 p.m. Sadie had cleaned up his room and walk-in closet and had all of Roseanne's stuff neatly organized.

He went to the study. The wall-to-wall bookshelf was almost full of biology-related books. Although Roseanne didn't continue her studies, she never fell behind in her field, often spending entire days there. These books were her legacy.

She used to boast about which books were out of print, which ones she had found original copies to reprint, and how much effort she had put into organizing them. Whenever she talked about her achievements, her smile was bright.

His gaze lingered on the bookshelves, then he smirked slightly.

leave after taking out the trash. "Let

defensive. "Uh, Mr. Sherwood, you broke my phone

I get you a

was at a loss

"Hand it over."

I just bought it..." The thought of it breaking again pained

thin. "I'll have someone

Sadie immediately perked up and

in hand, he called

she could speak, he cut in, if you said we should break up cleanly, please take your trash from the study with you. You have one day. I'll have them thrown out if

stunned, quickly realizing he referred to her professional books

at the phone, his lips pressed tightly

move alone, Roseanne called Leda. "Leda, are