Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Oh, the embarrassment!

Eventually, it was Owen who guided her through the throngs of people, managing to squeeze their way to the outskirts of the crowd. Finally, no more pushing.

Roseanne let out a sigh of relief. However, just as she looked up, she accidentally locked eyes with the man in front of her, who had a gentle smile on his face. "Sorry, Mr. Reynolds... I..."

Owen pointed to her cheek, "You've got some hair stuck there."

"... What?"

Roseanne instinctively reached up, but couldn't find the right spot. Owen helped her by gently brushing it away. Even though he was careful, his fingertips inevitably grazed her smooth, warm skin. "All set," he said, trying to steady himself.

Feeling awkward, Roseanne tucked the stray lock of hair behind her ear, blaming the crowded venue for messing up her hair and causing a few strands to stick to her cheek due to a bit of sweat. How embarrassing.

Recalling the moment she had bumped into him, Roseanne's cheeks flushed, and her breathing quickened slightly. She couldn't stay any longer...

downstairs to grab a couple of

waiting for a response,

wasn't thirsty... but if she wanted something to drink, he

first. Only when she could no longer see him did she breathe a sigh of

But then-

ran straight into Corley Sullivan. He wasn't alone; two

old man had white hair and a square face, with three deep lines on his forehead, giving off an overly serious and grumpy first impression. The

the old lady instinctively turned her head, her eyes

Corley hadn't expected this

He had

to take

ve

country a week ago, and Corley had the Rodriguez Mansion prepared for them. Unfortunately, his

her up from the hospital, they passed through the downtown area when the grandparents suddenly wished to visit a bookstore. And there was Roseanne... Quickly, he connected