Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 788

Owen Reynolds cleared his throat awkwardly and admitted, "Uh... I haven't had dinner yet."

Roseanne noticed the tips of his ears turning red and couldn't help but find it amusing, but she held back her laughter, worried it might embarrass him even more.

"How about some pasta?" she offered.

Owen Reynolds nodded appreciatively. "I'd really appreciate that.”

"Alright, Professor, make yourself comfortable. I'll get started on it."

In addition to cooking the pasta, Roseanne fried an egg, tossed in some vegetables, and layered on slices of roast beef that Norris had made, finishing it off with a sprinkle of green onions and parsley.

A hearty bowl of pasta was ready in no time.

She placed the bowl on the dining table and called out, "Professor, it's ready. Come and eat."

Owen Reynolds took a seat and began to dig in with gusto. He was genuinely hungry, and the pasta smelled amazing.

Roseanne sat nearby, resting her chin in her hand, watching him eat. She hadn't expected a man like Owen to eat pasta with such grace and elegance.

He ate with large bites, yet there was nothing crude about it. His expression was serious, his gaze focused. Anyone watching might think he was savoring some kind of gourmet cuisine.

suddenly looked up, catching Roseanne's curious gaze. He quickly swallowed his mouthful

whether my pasta is any good,

obvious to anyone but himself.

at all. It's called

unhappy to see their food enjoyed so

nodded sincerely, "It's

it.

couldn't even

I'm not

become quite spoiled by

meal, Owen paused and asked, "Do you have any

Roseanne was momentarily

,

drink, nor did he

He

drink.

he was

about Owen Reynolds tonight, but she

"I've got some beer.

"Thanks."