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.

and barely sitting down without even a sip of water,

Where are my crab-stuffed rolls, are

baked dozens of them. That should satisfy your

her heels clicking fiercely on the floor, almost wishing she

a week, her

leave the office a

hungry! I'll be there

call, she pocketed her phone, then

"York?"

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

are you doing here?" Leda raised an eyebrow

the distance between them closed, his expression seemed

little flirt session?" York snorted sarcastically, imitating her, "Shut

"Did you

not be as desperate

Leda: "..."

a hurry, are we?

right? Go on then, I'll step aside.

swnov

take off those heels, you'll move faster barefoot,

"..." Where's

drove here. Need a ride?

are you sick or something? Didn't you say you'd move? Get out of my

crab-stuffed rolls were

I'm not moving-" He deliberately stepped closer, grinning

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