Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 617

"Seriously?" Roseanne's voice carried a mix of annoyance and disbelief as she addressed Mr. Sullivan, "You can let go of my hand now."

Corley's lips curved up in a smirk, seemingly realizing his hold for the first time. Far from loosening his grip, his initially light touch solidified, wrapping her shoulders in a firm embrace. She was slender, almost fragile to the touch. Even through her down jacket, he could feel the outline of her bones.

Her subtle, sweet fragrance invaded his senses uncontrollably, making his body tense.

However, in the next instant, Roseanne twisted out of his grasp with surprising agility.

Corley reacted quickly, stretching his arm in an attempt to pull her back.

It was a game of cat and mouse.

Roseanne was visibly upset: "Corley! Enough already, will you?!"

The man's eyes sparkled with amusement: "Finally, you're not calling me Mr. Sullivan anymore."

Silence followed.

In the midst of their playful struggle, Owen Reynolds stood under the nearby streetlight, holding a paper bag.

Perhaps due to the lighting, half of his face was obscured in shadow, making it difficult to discern his expression at the moment.

her sharp eyes, was the first to

approached them, his gaze subtly drifting to the men's scarf

still there, so it wasn't

in a coat over a suit and lacked a scarf, Owen announced, "Mr. Reynolds!" Halley greeted with a smile, "What a coincidence

"Really?"

bag, stepped forward, removed the men's scarf from around Roseanne's neck, handed it to Corley, and then

to deliver this scarf to you. I was on my way, so I offered to bring it over. Saves them the trouble so they can go grab some late-night snacks." "Thank you, Professor! I appreciate you making

chin into the scarf,

felt

the thanks with, "No problem, happy

scarf, suddenly smirked, leisurely re-wrapping it around his neck, "Bringing a scarf over personally? Does Mr. Reynolds always run errands

Reynolds simply replied, "Like I said, I was on my

"I'm heading home. Join

Brother, I'll be

Take care on

"Professor, what were you doing

to see Professor

"So late?"

Farrell tends to be a night

"I see."

as they moved further