Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne felt a chill down her spine as the breeze hit her, making her shiver involuntarily. "Achoo!"

Leda could see they were passing the buck around. She had intended to get to the bottom of it, but hearing Roseanne sneeze and cough again, she couldn't be bothered with the details any longer and had no choice but to get her on a medevac helicopter ASAP.

When they arrived at the hospital, seeing her drenched to the bone, a nurse handed her a set of dry clothes to change into.

Leda was concerned about Roseanne's hands and asked the doctor to check them thoroughly. Luckily, the examination revealed no real damage. There was no bone injury, just a slight sprain that would heal in a few days.

They returned to the hotel on the island via a seaplane after picking up some ointment for the bruises.

Still fuming, Leda sought out the hotel manager responsible for the scuba diving service. The manager was courteous enough, but his words were all evasion, never admitting any fault on the hotel's part. During the argument, Murray happened to return from an outing. Hearing Roseanne's name mentioned and learning about the diving mishap, he pieced together the harrowing events from their fragmented conversation, feeling a chill at the thought.

Considering Roseanne was timid, always calling him when alone at home, needing his voice to fall asleep, he could imagine the fright she must have gone through.

but then he noticed Corley, who had appeared out

any injury we haven't discovered yet, it could be troublesome. The Sherwood Group

on the table, Mr. Sherwood. Didn't you see it? The downtown hospital is good. There's no need to waste me with another

scare.

now is rest, okay?"

seems Mr. Sherwood lacks attention to detail," he paused, suggesting

table, scoffing, "That's just a small clinic. How can you be so sure of its accuracy? The Sherwood

equipment. The check-Met

The check-up wouldn't

seeing the results with your eyes is more

don't wish to argue with you now. If you truly care about her well-being, you'd let her

her, huh? But you, with that know-it-all