Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 786

Stoddard leaned back in his chair, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "You can't fool me, Owen! You say you're not interested in Roseanne, but you're acting like a lovesick puppy. Caught you red-handed!"

Owen Reynolds just stared at his computer screen, saying nothing.

"Listen, buddy," Stoddard continued, "if you have doubts, the best thing to do is to just ask her straight up. Man up a little! You've mentioned yourself that Roseanne hates all that beating around the bush."

Owen seemed to be lost in thought.

"Don't hesitate any longer! Before you know it, she'll be someone else's girl. I bet you can't focus on work until you sort this out."

"Who says I can't focus on work?" Owen shot back.

"Ha! Then why's there a mistake in these simple calculations?" Stoddard pointed

to a glaring error on the screen. "Denial isn't just a river in Egypt, my friend."

Owen glanced over, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his face. Stoddard gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "You got this, bro!"

With that, he turned back to his own workspace.

"When did you figure it out?" Owen suddenly asked.

Stoddard paused, turning with a smirk. "The way you look at Roseanne, the special treatment you give her, even your tone is softer around her. If I didn't notice, I'd have to be blind."

twisted into a sheepish grin. "Is

talking about?" Liz

quickly straightened up, shooting Stoddard

Stoddard hid his hands behind his back, giving Owen an "OK"

"What's so secretive, Mr. Stoddard? Some top-secret

was addressing Stoddard, her eyes subtly drifted to

that

walked off, grinning to himself. It wasn't just Owen's feelings he could see clearly; Liz was just

Stoddard!" Sammy greeted him cheerfully as he walked by, carrying breakfast for

You've

we aren't rushing any experiments right now,

Reynolds returned home earlier

apartment building, looking up at Roseanne's window. It was dark; she wasn't back

quickly lost his appetite In the end, he settled for a

his desk, Owen opened his laptop and

an hour, he checked the time again. Another half hour

document, rubbing his tired eyes. As he stood to refill his teacup in the kitchen, his gaze drifted to the wall clock. The hands pointed to

she be

a car

quickly moved to the balcony, spotting