Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 769

The sun hadn't risen in the west today, and the earth was still spinning on its usual axis.

Cliff glanced over to the other side of the couch and couldn't help but let out a

sigh.

There was Murray, downing drink after drink, avoiding cards, sports, and keeping a wide berth from the women in the room.

The others couldn't help but click their tongues in pity.

"Our Murray's gone all monk-like on us. It's breaking my heart watching him like this!"

"Ah, quit the melodrama! He's not moping; he's a prisoner of love, a true romantic!"

"If you ask me, all women are the same. Got enough cash, you can buy anything you want. Why bother with all this heartache?"

Cliff, sensing the conversation was heading south, intervened, "Alright, that's enough. Save your breath. You don't wanna catch a cold, do ya?"

Some of them were even tempted to utter the name "Roseanne."

Cliff felt a shiver run down his spine.

That was Murray's no-go zone. Mention it, and he'd go ballistic. It'd be a real mess to deal with.

York, losing hand after hand at the card table, threw down his cards in frustration. "This is no fun. Is this guy cheating? I've been sitting here forever, haven't won once!"

back, "Your luck's bad, and your brain ain't helping either.

some

take

snorted, tossed his cards aside, "I'm

one else dared to take his place, and

heating up, but even dancing felt off. So, he slouched into the corner of the couch, pulled out his phone, and started scrolling through social

he stumbled upon Corley's

Cliff muttered

delicious food, when he suddenly noticed a familiar half-face peeking from the top right corner of

sucked in

No way!

Wasn't that Roseanne?!

zoomed in on the top

chin and mouth showing, anyone

out of the restroom, walked

glance stopped him dead in

flash, Cliff's phone was snatched from his

on the picture, and there

brewing on Murray's face, Cliff thought: Oh, this is gonna be a

instigator, leaned over to peek,

like the

the background.

got back

she's meeting