Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 669

Owen Reynolds: "Grabbed lunch yet?"

"Not yet. You?"

"Same here."

Their eyes met, and an unspoken understanding, a certain kind of chemistry, began to spread between them.

Twenty minutes later-

Owen Reynolds and Roseanne found themselves seated in a barbecue restaurant.

The sizzling sound of bacon, perfectly marbled, filled the air as Owen flipped it over until it was nicely crisped. He then wrapped it in a fresh lettuce leaf and offered it to Roseanne.

Roseanne, who had been busy replying to a message on her phone, looked up, slightly taken aback. "Professor, I can do it..."

But Owen didn't retract his hand, instead, he playfully urged, "Open up."

Roseanne was puzzled.

He chuckled, "Aren't you still texting? Sure you want to use your hands?"

She quickly put down her phone and reached out, "Done. I got it."

Owen placed it on a plate, "Clean your hands first."

Roseanne glanced at her hands, freshly tainted with phone germs-Oops, busted.

eat, while Owen took charge of the grilling, placing the cooked pieces

protested, "Professor, you should eat too, not just serve

"Alright."

saying so, Roseanne's plate never

took a bite of the

bursting, she gasped from the heat, her

passed her a bottle of

few

better?" Owen asked, seeing her

nodded, "Much better, though my

let

tone was so casual, Roseanne

she was doing. Whether it was the

upright,

membrane. It's a

"Th-thank you, Professor."

down more iced water, managing

"What's this mushroom?"

"Shimeji, also known

tiny

few more on her plate,

Hmm what?

glanced at

Roseanne was confused.

about the mushrooms, but why was her face heating

finished their

matters, and Roseanne wasn't particularly busy either, so neither suggested leaving. They simply strolled through the streets, enjoying a rare