Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Just as Madeleine received the news, it hit her like a gut punch. This year, the graduate funding at the college was overwhelmingly in favor of Edna's research team, with a staggering seventy percent allocated to them, leaving scraps for the rest. After covering all the miscellaneous expenses, what trickled down to her and her team might barely scratch twenty percent.

For years, due to a lack of breakthroughs in their experiments, they couldn't produce any significant papers.

No papers meant no academic achievements.

Gradually, their funding dwindled, and so did Madeleine's health. None of her students could rise to the occasion to carry the banner forward.

At this thought, Madeleine couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Just then, Edna, who lived across the hall, approached her with a smile.

"Ms. Payne, good afternoon. Just back from the lab? I heard your team had some new discoveries? Is it true?"

Madeleine remained silent.

"Oh, I guess that's a no then. You're always so busy running to the lab, but why are there no tangible outcomes? You know, I heard about the cut in your group's funding this year... Ah, the struggle of being broke, I've been there. I used to be so envious of you. It's just the wheel of fortune turning, and now it's my turn!" Edna added with a slight smile. "But, it seems it's going to be tough on you."

wasn't even a tenth of what we have now, yet the output of the entire Life Sciences Department was twice what

the department

At this rate, I wonder if your research group will even survive! Moreover, I haven't seen you mentor any standout students over the years. As a

retorted, "And how do you know I

any. Being stubborn won't help," sighed Edna. "You might as well retire early and save

at her, a mix of pity

wasn't as dire as

whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make

some people fail

...

who had secured her admission to graduate school, didn't let up on

of library, home, and the

greatest pleasure was cooking a delicious meal for

though such opportunities were rare since he was always buried in his

brief encounters

came home to grab fresh clothes or because the lab's break room

days turned to months, Roseanne's life was mundane but

for a man who no longer saw a place for her in his life; she didn't need to prepare his meals or manage the small details of his daily routines; nor did she have to endure his constant

lived through such times, Roseanne cherished