Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 790

Owen Reynolds glanced at the clock on the wall, suddenly realizing the time was completely inappropriate.

His ears turned crimson in an instant, but he maintained a serious demeanor. "Can't do it tonight, how about... tomorrow night? Is that okay?"

"Sure," Roseanne nodded.

"Are you heading to the lab tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah, I am."

"What time are you leaving?"

"Around eight, why?"

"Let's go together. I'll bring breakfast from that café by the campus gates. Remember you said their potato pancakes and coffee were great?"

"Sounds good, Professor. Thanks!"

"Well... it's getting late. I should head back."

"Alright."

Roseanne saw him to the door.

Owen turned back, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Was it her imagination, or did he seem oddly cheerful even as he closed the door?

Once Owen was gone, Roseanne quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Next door, Owen was in a completely different state.

After getting home, he was too excited to sleep.

Cousin? Really a cousin!

Every time he thought about it, a grin spread across his face that he couldn't suppress.

By 1 a.m., still without a hint of sleep, he gave up lying in bed and got up instead.

He fired up his laptop and continued working on his research paper.

It wasn't until 3 a.m. that he finally dozed off, only to wake again before six.

7:30, he headed

he was knocking

"Good morning, Professor."

over the breakfast. "Here you go,

it. "Heading

Owen nodded.

"Let's go together then?"

"Sure."

Stoddard arrived at the lab. As he donned his lab coat, he

area, there was

Stoddard called, "Owen, don't overwork yourself. Health comes first."

on, you laid it all out yesterday and you're still

"I'm not denying anything."

short, noticing Owen's grin that

did you go

Owen Reynolds: "...No."

with that

was all

"Huh?"

Reynolds: "Cleared it all up,

long

everyone's here, let them know there's a

Stoddard: "What's it about?"

explain in the

9:20, everyone had

room, under everyone's gaze, Owen Reynolds

hefty stack of documents.

over, flipping through a few

"This is "

Stoddard, what's going on? You're

pages, realizing the stack was full

you whipped

are our upcoming research directions and potential new projects. Let's discuss, and if there are no

the team quickly crowded

research plans? Wow, we haven't

"Face it, Jen,

stack's thickness,

dull moment for the

was silent, feeling like the room

gulp down some kind of

to full power and dragging everyone else