Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 743

Corley found himself at a dimly lit bar, the kind where the air was thick with the scent of whiskey and the buzz of quiet conversations. He plunked down at the counter and cracked open a few bottles of bourbon, downing one glass after another like they were water.

During his little binge, a couple of women tried their luck at striking up a conversation, but he sent them all packing without a second thought.

By the time Corley's face was as red as a ripe apple, and his vision was playing tricks on him, he stumbled back to his hotel.

His head was spinning like one of those old merry-go-rounds, and every time he blinked, he saw Roseanne's face. He couldn't wrap his head around why he was always a step behind.

First, he'd lost to Murray, and now to this damned "cousin" of hers. Life was never on his side, he mused bitterly.

After a wobbly taxi ride, Corley staggered through the hotel doors. As he exited the elevator, a whiff of perfume hit him, followed by a soft body pressing against his side. Her voice was like syrup, sticky and too sweet, "Hey handsome, all alone? Looks like you've had a bit too much. How about I keep you company?"

The alcohol dulled his reactions, but he managed to push her away, nearly sending her sprawling. "Get lost! Don't touch me!" he snapped, like she was something foul.

aback, her pride wounded. She spat, "Who do you think you are, pushing me away? Just a drunkard who's probably

coldly, lifting his chin as his eyes turned icy, enough

call Roseanne, but when he fumbled out his phone, it was past one in the morning. His thumb hovered

they offered to help. Corley handed over his room key, silently asking them to get him to

door, they managed to get him onto the bed before leaving him

drank to end up like

from a mile away. He was out before

you hear him mumbling something? Sounded like 'Rose'

We should probably let the front desk know

sound of people

bags full of fresh produce. Even from the nearby villas, residents could be seen heading towards the market, pulling little shopping

swnown

getting the freshest stuff!" one elderly woman