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.

glass down, "Dad, tell me, how do you get a woman to

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

son sure knew how

a.m. when they finally

sober enough to take the responsibility of getting his son back to the

Corley suddenly snapped awake as they entered the room,

if his son

looked around, letting out a long "Ohhh," "Dad, did you bring me to a hotel for a

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I'm done with that scene, I'm

awake, but still drunk,"

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

he thought of someone, "It's her, who

piqued,

"Roseanne."

"?"

asked again, thinking he must've

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

was momentarily speechless, looking at his son with a mix of

prompting, Corley's legs gave way, and he flopped onto the bed, cocooning himself in the blankets, and soon fell into a

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than your old man."

couldn't help but let out a bitter

father, like son, he

flashed in

had been over two decades