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."

immediately turned around

need

skillfully dodged the question, simply asking, "Which

There were three nearby.

All within close distance.

asked if it was okay

question from before naturally fell by

"Any

few minutes, they

charm of living in an old city block;

lack

slightly less appealing community environment, it really had everything one

AUMS

way with Owen pushing the shopping cart

stopped when she

a half step, making them appear no different from any

seafood section, they found it was

garlic crabs, finding them

fresh today, would you like

give me a

"Sure thing."

out the crabs, her hair

tie her hair with a hair tie, but realized she'd forgotten to

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

least her hair wasn't falling over her

her happiness lasted all but five

came loose