Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne was speechless.

Did Leda do that on purpose? How else could a call directly land in Owen's hands?

Anyone else wouldn't have made it here so fast!

Ten minutes later.

After making sure Leda was settled, Roseanne tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Turning around, she saw Owen sitting on the living room couch, his gaze fixed on a cluster of beer cans yet to be cleaned up.

"Did she drink all these by herself?" His voice wasn't exactly harsh, but Roseanne felt an undeniable pressure.

She told the truth, "I had a few sips myself."

"Just a few sips?" Owen looked at her steadily, his gaze piercing.

Roseanne gave up the pretense: "Ahem! Two cans... that's not too much, right? But honestly, I'm not drunk."

feeling down and sought solace in alcohol, and partly because she mixed the cabinet's wine with the beer, which intensified the effect. Owen also felt a bit of a headache: "You sit here;

the time she realized what he said, Owen had already rolled up his sleeves and

had finished cleaning up, it was already nine

for me a moment, I'll go take out

up: "I'll come with you. I could

glanced at her, "Put

"Oh, right!"

the way

cast a long shadow on the floor under the side lighting, and Roseanne

mother called me." Suddenly, Owen broke

about the blind date

complained a few times, and

Owen hummed in affirmation.

the street lights, walking forward. "With the Reynolds

she couldn't understand Nola's insistence on

need a marriage alliance, the old

herself came from

to marry Desmond Reynolds. She didn't feel dominated by her family, nor did she harbor any resentment; on