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Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 548

Murray burst onto the scene out of nowhere.

Before Roseanne could leap into his arms, thrilled at the unexpected visit, he barked an order that sent a squadron of bodyguards storming into the estate.

They began uprooting the flowerbeds Roseanne had tenderly nurtured over the weeks!

"What's this madness? Can't afford flowers, so you decide to get your hands dirty? Lost in this little hobby of yours, huh?!"

"Not picking up calls, ignoring my texts! All for these little blooms? Rip them all out, throw them away!"

In less than half an hour, the once lush garden was bare.

And just like that, weeks of Roseanne's dedication were obliterated.

From the moment the bodyguards charged in, she was in disbelief.

Watching Murray command this act of barbarism, witnessing the greenery being replaced by desolation, the young plants mercilessly destroyed...

And this was no act of God.

But a manmade disaster!

This sparked the biggest argument they ever had.

Murray vented, "You have time for gardening, for vacations, to enjoy the easy life, but no time to take my calls?"

"I was out of my mind with worry, thought something had happened to you. I nearly turned Lumina upside down looking for you, and here you are, hiding out gardening?!"

"Roseanne, in your eyes, my worth is less than your studies, our relationship less important than your career. Fine, I respect your pursuits. That's why I always show up early for our dates, waiting for you. Sometimes it's just a few minutes, sometimes hours. I've waited before!"

"But what's this now? I'm less important than your studies, I get that, but now I'm less important than these damn flowers?!"

"Roseanne, bottom line, you just don't love me!"

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"Anne, why can't you put me first?"

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"I said I needed to stay abroad another week, thought you'd be upset, at least disappointed. But no, you couldn't care less!"

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"Anne, can't you care about me a little more?"

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