Love consumed her in flames but she emerged untouched
Chapter 100

Chapter 100

“Come on, Roseanne, I know you’re in there. Open up. Let’s talk.”

*Roseanne! Can you hear me?”

“Way to go, Roseanne, way

way to go! Locked the door, huh? You think that will stop me?” From pleading to calm and gradually raging, Murray’s patience was thinning by the moment

As he was about to give up and turn away, he was caught off–guard by a pair of stern eyes.

Frozen, Murray frowned deeply

Owen stood on the steps in the dimly lit, narrow stairwell, seemingly having just climbed up to

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After the fiasco with Corley and Owen’s showing up, Murray was infuriated yet realized that the guys around Roseanne weren’t so nobodies

So, after calming down, Murray immediately had someone dig into Owen’s background. It turned out Owen was the youngest of the Reynolds family. No wonder even Corley stepped back.l

Murray broke the silence. “Here for Roseanne?”

Owen spoke indifferently, “What if I am? What if I’m not?“W

Murray cut to the chase. “You should know what she means to me.

Owen challenged, “And?

Murray’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If you were smart, you’d stay away from her ”

“Sorry. I’m famously

sly not the smart type.”

Murray lost his temper. “Roseanne is mine! She was. She’s throwing a tantrum now but will always be mine alone.”

Owen frowned. “She’s a person, not an object. She doesn’t belong to anyone. If she did, it would be to herself.”

Murray scoffed, “Mr. Reynolds, you’re well–read but know little about women. What’s that saying? The depth of love breeds the fierceness of hate. Roseanne’s acting out because she loves me too much.”%

“Don’t believe me? Knock on her door yourself. She won’t open it for you, either. So, stop pining for what’s not yours. It’s a waste.”

With that, Murray walked past him, striding down the stairs,

Owen watched him leave and glanced at Roseanne’s door, furrowing his brows in confusion. He knew Roseanne wouldn’t open the door for him. To be precise, she wouldn’t open it for anyone because she wasn’t even home.!!

On Maldor Beach, under a clear blue sky, the sound of waves was constant. The turquoise waters allowed a clear view of the fish swimming below. The sun was warm, the breeze gentle, the waves lapping.

Three days ago, Roseanne received a call from Loda. Leda had finally delivered the projects, and with her handsome boyfriend gone home for the holidays, she’d been sleeping in out of sheer boredom. On a whim, she suggested a spontaneous trip to Roseanne.”

“As for the destination,” Leda mused, chin in hand, “how about the Maldor Beach?”

Roseanne thought for a moment, then agreed. “Sure.

On the one hand, she wanted

ited to escape the mess Corley and Murray had made. On the other, she needed to relax. Though Roseanne cherished her books and studies, she knew better than to stretch herself too thin, Balance and moderation were essential for a steady. long–term success.

Gazing at the azure sea and the cloudless sky, lying on a beach chair, listening to the waves crash against the rocks, and sunbathing in the warm sunlight, Roseanne felt more convinced than ever that she’d made the right choice.

She picked up her mango smoothie and took a sip. It was perfectly balanced, not too sweet, not too bland

Looking stunning in her swimsuit, Leda walked over the sand toward her. Seeing Roseanne in such a lazy state, she lay on another chair beside her, sighing. “Ah, this is the life You know how to enjoy yourself.”