Chapter 705

"How's your foot doing?" Owen Reynolds asked as he stepped into the apartment, noticing the opened delivery box by the door. It was a sure sign Roseanne was back from the hospital.

"The doctor said it's nothing serious. As long as I apply the ointment on time, I should be fine for the follow-up next week."

Roseanne looked down, seemingly lost in thought. "That day... I don't know what I would've done without you and Corley Sullivan. I might not have made it through..."

Especially after she developed a fever.

She'd heard that Owen brought the fever reducers.

Even though she was out of it from the high fever, she wasn't completely unconscious. She remembered Owen moving her behind a sheltered column, and both he and Corley huddling around her to keep her warm. They tirelessly used alcohol and cloths to bring her fever down.

Roseanne remembered everything.

Including what happened at the hospital and the conversations they had.

Owen spoke up, "The day you got into trouble, Mamie Finch called me, but I missed it at first. I'm sorry I was late."

"But you got there in the end, didn't you?" Roseanne replied, meeting his gaze.

Their eyes locked, and she smiled softly. "Professor, there's no need to apologize. You weren't obligated to save me. It's me who should be thanking you. I've lost count of how many times you've helped me since we met."

"Alright then, let's leave it

"Deal!"

something for you.

watch, he slipped back into

but whatever was inside was even bigger, wrapped in a black

this?" Roseanne asked, blinking in

it and see," Owen replied

"Okay."

invited him in, and Owen casually slipped off his shoes, making

Roseanne unwrapped

had a hunch about what it might be, but seeing

took her

QUMS

"This..."

and darker than the one she'd tried

it was

where did

small grove of pecan

get an extra 20

move, knowing you couldn't carry the whole thing, so you just took

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