Chapter 697 In the breezy gazebo, Owen Reynolds and Corley were seated on the ground, encircling Roseanne in the middle.

Corley, with squinted eyes and a head that seemed to rest heavily on Roseanne's shoulder from Murray's angle, looked as if he was leaning on her for support.

Owen, too, had his eyes closed, maintaining a more poised posture than Corley, with one hand propping up his head, but his shoulder was snug against Roseanne.

It wasn't about taking advantage, but rather providing a pillar for the sleeping Roseanne to lean on.

So, even in slumber, they didn't let their supporting shoulders slack, maintaining the pose throughout the night.

Halfway through, Corley, feeling a pang of sympathy, suggested they switch places.

Owen Reynolds quipped, "No need, she's light as a feather."

Corley was left speechless. Owen was clearly not one to forget past grudges!

Despite all three being fully clothed and devoid of any inappropriate gestures, there was an undeniable undertone of intimacy and affection.

leaving a faint flush on her

green with jealousy can see horns on his head in any

something heavy had just

by the commotion left them equally stunned. What was this? A

judging by "Mr. Sherwood's" reaction, perhaps three men

set off at the same time as Murray but lagged behind due

scene. But then, considering how attractive the trio looked together, she mused it might not

head, her worries morphing into

However, someone was quicker.

emotion, rushed forward, yanking the still groggy Roseanne from between the two men and pulled her into his arms. "Roseanne!

weren't in deep sleep, woke up at the sound of

handling laid bare

Corley immediately stood up,

your mind? Can't you see she's weak? After getting caught in the rain and getting injured last night it took

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