Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 763

Owen Reynolds kept the conversation flowing smoothly, his tone steady and playful, "Is that... a peanut butter and jelly sandwich you've got there?"

Corley just gave him a blank look.

"I've had it a few times, so I can spot one a mile away," Owen continued, seemingly oblivious to Corley's silence.

I didn't ask, but thanks for the info, Corley thought, doing his best to hide his annoyance.

Owen continued, "Roseanne's just like that, always so thoughtful, making sure everyone feels at home."

Corley forced a smile, "They say Mr. Reynolds is aloof and doesn't talk much. I'm not seeing that today."

"Depends on the company," Owen replied with a shrug. "Just like Mr. Sullivan here, who usually isn't much of a talker but seems to have plenty to say today. It's all about reciprocation, so I'm just keeping pace."

Corley just sighed internally, finding himself lost for words.

"Alright, let's get going," Roseanne said, emerging from the kitchen after putting the last sandwich in the fridge and washing a coffee cup.

She looked up to find Owen standing there. "Oh, Professor, I didn't realize you were here today."

He softened his expression for her. "Yes, I am. Heading out with Mr. Sullivan?" "Yeah, we're off to "

"We should hit the road," Corley interjected, naturally taking Roseanne's bag from her hand. "Can't park too long at the corner, or the neighbors will have something to say."

"Oh, right! See you, Professor," Roseanne waved as they headed out.

strange pang at the word "we" and tamped down the feeling.

On the way-

are Grandma and Grandpa coming back?"

stayed on the road, but his attention was all

I want to get some

Grandma and

family. You don't

but it's my first visit, and it feels a bit off showing

them as outsiders if you bring something.

"Really?" Roseanne asked, unconvinced.

listen to

Alright then.

vernet

estate near the lake, much larger than Roseanne had imagined. Unlike the current trend of modern minimalist architecture, it had the charm of a classic American manor with a hint of colonial influence,

had been recently renovated, blending traditional elements with modern comforts. They even had two grand old oak trees transplanted at the entrance, said to be worth

her grandmother was there to greet her warmly. "Anne, you're here! Come

close by, ready to welcome

Grandpa,"

her grandmother ushered her into the living room. "We've got all your favorite fruits here, just

behind, offering her a drink. "Long drive? Have some water. Or do you

at the tea he was holding.

up. "You like

"Yep."

in last week. I'd love for you to try