Chapter 700 Owen Reynolds barely glanced back as he spoke, his words as exasperating as his departing figure: "She told me." Corley & Murray: "..."

When Roseanne woke up, it was daytime outside.

No sunshine, but no rain either, just a cold wind whipping the bare branches, with not a leaf to fall.

Sitting up, she was hit by the distinct smell of hospital disinfectant - pungent and unpleasant. She couldn't help but rub her nose.

Glancing at her ankle, now wrapped up like a Thanksgiving turkey, she couldn't see much but gingerly tried moving it. Thankfully...

It still hurt, but not as much as before.

Leda Reynolds came in with a thermos, startled to see Roseanne sitting up, "What are you doing up?! You need to lie down! The doctor said you have to keep off your foot, no moving around!"

"I was terrified when I got the call at work. Thank goodness you're alright."

Leda had been busy lately, and it had been a while since they last saw each other. One was buried in

work, the other in academia, so their chats had become less frequent.

But true friendships aren't built on constant chatter; they're proven when someone shows up exactly when you need them.

Like now.

long have I

day and a night. It's

wanting

seemed to know

bed like old-time knights. Owen Reynolds was okay, but Corley and Murray were like two roosters in a henhouse. I couldn't stand it

too, Mamie and Caley. They waited for a long time, and I didn't want them to wear themselves out, so I asked

my phone? Did my parents call? They must be worried if I

a fracture. You'll need at least a week to recover. As for your aunt and uncle, don't fret; I've taken

out, hugging her,

Always thinking ahead.

Leda, did you change

you like it?"

you start liking

perfume, like her personality, was

do you think?

a gift, sprayed it on in

mist of a rainy day, the tranquility of lotus flowers ino

you wear, I

teased, "Such a sweet talker...

way!" Roseanne quickly covered her

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