Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 562

"Professor, Professor, wait up..." Roseanne hustled to catch up.

It took her a moment, but she finally caught up, and Owen Reynolds turned around, looking at her with a resigned expression: "Is it really that much fun?" Roseanne nodded vigorously, like a kid in a candy store: "Tons of fun!"

Truly, it was the best!

Owen Reynolds sighed, "But your gloves and scarf are all wet."

"It's okay!" Roseanne quickly responded.

"Fifteen minutes ago, you said the same thing, and that you'd head home after 'just a little while longer."

Uh-oh!

Roseanne blinked, had she really said that?

How could she not remember...

Owen Reynolds suggested, "Let's go. If you want to keep playing, you need to change your gloves, scarf, and shoes before coming back out."

Roseanne looked down to find her boots completely soaked through.

She hadn't even noticed, but Owen Reynolds had...

"Alright then." She could only follow him upstairs but seized the opportunity to grab the bucket from Owen Reynolds's hand, which contained her snow-play tools, "Professor, I can carry this." Owen Reynolds just gave her a look...

Roseanne, with an innocent face, blurted out, "I wasn't planning to sneak out and play."

Immediately after, she wished she hadn't said anything.

just gave

again knocked on her door after she had changed

me for a stroll in Central

Roseanne blinked, "Now?"

"Yep."

I thought the park was closed off

assured, "With me, you don't

Roseanne's eyes lit up.

would say no to

They set off immediately.

her through a less

inside, it was

front, passing

gate, they were greeted

Roseanne was utterly captivated by the

No wonder everyone says-

City turns

the swirling snowflakes, "Professor-come on! What's got you standing

that moment, Owen Reynolds thought to

snowy moment, it's as

called

Reynolds put on

...

Owen Reynolds made their way

had already grabbed dinner

shower and lying in bed, Roseanne's mind was still filled with the scenes of red

It was breathtaking!

also the person who stood by those red walls,