Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 753

Stealing?

Corley chuckled, "Well, you'd have to be able to steal it first."

Teague smirked, "How would you know if you haven't tried?"

"What? Are you planning on stealing my aunt? Ha! First, you'd have to get past Grandma and Grandpa."

Teague shrugged it off and turned his scrutinizing gaze to his son, "So, which girl dumped you, huh? Spill the beans."

Corley just gave him a look.

"A minute ago you couldn't stop talking, and now you're silent all of a sudden?"

"...Even if I told you, you wouldn't know her."

Teague let it slide and raised his glass, "Come on, it's not often we get to hang out like this. Cheers."

Clink-

Their glasses met, and they both swallowed their thoughts along with the whiskey.

The moon was high, and the night was deepening.

Corley had had quite a bit to drink, his eyes glazed with the haze of alcohol.

Teague, on the other hand, seemed unaffected despite the amount he drank. His hand was steady as he poured more, his face showing no sign of inebriation.

Two strikingly handsome men, drowning their sorrows in expensive bourbon, naturally drew the curious glances of passersby.

me, how do you get a woman to come

Teague could respond, Corley waved him off, "Never mind, asking you is pointless. You haven't figured it

son sure knew how to hit

when they

thoroughly drunk, but Teague was sober enough to take

why are you here?" Corley suddenly snapped awake as they entered the room, standing

drenched in sweat from supporting him, just sighed, thinking to himself that if his son had woken up just one minute earlier, he'd have been convinced it was

"Dad, did you bring me to

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telling you, I'm done with that scene, I'm living clean now, don't try

he's awake, but

glint in his eye, Teague teasingly asked, "Oh yeah? Who's got you living

he thought of someone, "It's her, who else could it

curiosity piqued, "And who's

"Roseanne."

"?"

Teague asked again, thinking he

Corley enunciated slowly, "Su-Rain-Lullaby!"

son

and he flopped onto the bed, cocooning himself in the blankets, and soon

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by the bed for a long moment before muttering to

than your old man."

but let out a

father, like son,

flashed

over two decades