Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 738

But-

So what?

Feelings aren't just a side dish or a game for entertainment. Once you enter the game, you have to be all in.

But she had so many projects to finish, so many experiments left undone.

The vast ocean of Science, the towering peaks of Nature-she had just barely cracked open the gates of academia, taking the first tentative steps into the uncharted territory of research.

So much left unfinished, waiting for her attention. Who had the time or energy to fall in love?

Owen Reynolds listened, a slight heaviness settling in his heart.

But it wasn't unexpected.

If she had jumped in easily, she wouldn't be Roseanne.

"I understand." He exhaled, a slow smile spreading across his face, reaching his eyes.

Roseanne grinned back, "Professor, was the apple pie sweet?"

Owen Reynolds nodded, "Sweet."

"Then next time, I'll treat you again."

"Sure."

They said their goodbyes at the doorstep, each retreating into their own world.

Roseanne immediately unwrapped the bouquet of blue roses, dividing them into two vases.

the blue and white combination was a refreshing

one vase on her coffee

she knocked on Owen Reynolds' door with

for you. It'll look great on

the crisp, clean baby's breath, reminiscent of a clear sky with white clouds—a

was unsure whether

that she would share half the flowers with

elaborate scheme was, in her eyes, just another

which she had brushed off with

ease.

but it

why don't

pitch black in

Roseanne glanced past him,

shrouded

a flicker of something in his eyes, "Came straight in

bedroom, didn't

think much of it, "Well, get some

"Alright."

away before he closed the

down at the flowers in his hand, a wry smile forming as he

the dark,

with a

turned on the

once dark house was suddenly bathed in

usually tidy floor was now covered

in the shape of a

He smirked at himself.

a while, Owen Reynolds rose from the couch, took out a lighter,