Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 512

After wandering through the park and indulging in some lemon bars, Madge was in high spirits.

The following day, the couple made their way back to Pinehollow.

Roseanne dropped them off at the train station.

Stoner, upon receiving the news, hurried over.

"Ms. Madge, these are letters from your fans that arrived at the publishing house. I was asked to hand them over to you." Madge was pleasantly surprised; it was her first time receiving fan mail.

And there was quite a lot of it, a whole bundle.

...

Back home, Roseanne took advantage of the sunny weather to wash the bed linens from two rooms.

By the end of October, the sweltering heat of summer gradually faded, giving way to the cool breeze of fall.

She reorganized her wardrobe, moving summer clothes to the back and bringing autumn outfits to the front for easy access.

By the time she finished, it was already two in the afternoon, and she hadn't had lunch yet.

All that was left in the fridge were two tomatoes.

Sighing in resignation, Roseanne changed her shoes and headed out, realizing a trip to the supermarket was inevitable. "Heading out now?" she bumped into Owen Reynolds, who was coming upstairs as she was going down.

"Yup," Roseanne nodded, "I need to pick up some groceries. Ran out of food at home."

"Perfect, I'll join you."

turned around to accompany her

need to

dodged the question, simply asking, "Which

There were three nearby.

All within close distance.

if it

naturally fell by

"Any

a few minutes, they entered the

was the charm of living in an old city block;

from the lack of an

slightly less appealing community environment, it really had

AUMS

pushing the shopping cart

stopped when

half step, making them appear no different from any old couple doing their

the seafood section, they found

a fan of spicy or garlic crabs, finding them too messy to eat, but she

are especially fresh today, would you like

nodded, "Could you give me

"Sure thing."

she bent over to pick out the crabs,

to tie her hair with a

in her bag from the night market stall they visited yesterday. She

loose and lacked any particular style, at least her hair wasn't falling over her face anymore. Roseanne happily grabbed the bag

lasted all but

came loose