Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 546

On a Saturday, after two continuous days of rainfall, the skies over Lumina City finally cleared.

A chill swept through the city following the winter rain, signaling the end of the sweltering summer. Only the biting cold and the crisp wind remained.

When Roseanne stepped out, she was bundled up in a thick cotton jacket, her head covered with a hat and her neck wrapped in a scarf, all snug and warm against the cold. Murray was already waiting downstairs.

On such a frosty day, he had parked his car across the street, choosing instead to wait by the entrance of the building.

Passersby couldn't help but give him a second glance.

But he seemed indifferent to their stares, his gaze fixed on the building's exit with a concentration bordering on devotion.

Owen Reynolds was heading to the lab.

He saw Murray just as he stepped out.

Naturally, Murray noticed him too.

Their eyes met, and a silent hostility hung between the two men.

Owen held a particularly low opinion of Murray, even worse than that of Corley. He remembered the incident at the villa, the way Murray had treated Roseanne... Owen's gaze darkened.

"Mr. Sherwood, did you just arrive, or did you never leave from last night?"

Murray sneered, "Professor, always complicating things. Whether I just arrived or never left isn't the point. What matters is—"

agreed to go out with me

thought

rush for the

expression unchanging, "If Roseanne agreed to meet you, she

term "date" subtly

said professors weren't smooth

remind you, a man can be poor or unattractive, but he should never

brows furrowed, "What are you

their wishes, that's basic integrity and manners for a man. Bear that in

his fists were clenitghtly, veins

...

was momentarily startled

but dressed casually in dark blue jeans paired with a grey and

naturally over his forehead, less sharp and frivolous, and more youthful and

she saw

he was a passionate young man with pure and

gaze was so focused, making Roseanne believe their

taught her

Nothing lasts forever.

and

the plan?" she

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joy, just a business-like tone, as if fulfilling a

sadness flickered in Murray's eyes, quickly replaced by a