Chapter 514

Roseanne wasn't sure if it was too much or too little.

Was it because Owen Reynolds hadn't texted her back?

After all the dinner rolls were baked, Roseanne picked out 10 of the best ones, tucked them into a Ziploc bag, planning to drop them off at Owen Reynolds' place.

But after knocking for half a minute, the door remained closed.

She pulled out her phone, typing-

Professor, are you home?!

This time, Owen Reynolds replied quickly:

Came to the lab

Roseanne: II baked some crab-stuffed dinner rolls, saved you ten. Can you pick them up when you get back tonight?

Owen Reynolds wanted to reply "No, thank you," but halfway through typing, he thought better of it. It seemed too cold, too dismissive, especially considering the girl had gone to the effort of baking and offering to bring them over... It seemed rude.

And...

It made him feel oddly guilty.

Alright.

Roseanne put away her phone and went home.

without even a sip of

are my crab-stuffed rolls,

baked dozens of them. That should

stepped out of her company's elevator, her heels clicking fiercely on the floor, almost wishing she could sprout wings

for a week, her

couldn't wait to leave the

the one who's always hungry! I'll be there soon-" Leda cooed, her voice dripping with

the call, she pocketed her phone,

"York?"

he was, standing not too far away, hands in his pockets, scowling as if the world

raised an eyebrow as she

the distance between them closed, his expression

little flirt session?" York

"Did you take

to not be as desperate

Leda: "..."

a hurry, are

on

swnov

you'll move faster barefoot,

"..." Where's

Need a ride? Don't worry, it's on the

or something? Didn't you say you'd move? Get

crab-stuffed rolls

not moving-" He

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