Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 555

Keep your distance, don't come any closer. It's the best advice, both for yourself and for him.

Roseanne packed up her documents and pen, and suddenly, the man murmured to himself—

"But I still consider you a friend..."

Roseanne walked away.

Murray watched her retreating figure, calmly shifting his gaze away.

He picked up his mug and took a sip of his coffee.

The bitterness spread instantly from the tip of his tongue to his entire mouth, yet his expression remained unchanged.

His thumb gently caressed the rim of the mug, his eyes falling on the cup Roseanne had used.

She seemed to have always liked her coffee with cream, less bitter that way.

Murray reached for the cup and took a light sip.

Indeed, he wasn't wrong.

They had lived together for six years, not six months, not six days.

Six whole years.

How could anyone say he didn't know her?

No, he understood her better than anyone else!

So...

Murray squinted, turning his head to look out the floor-to-ceiling window. Giving up was out of the question; Roseanne could only belong to him!

She did in the past, though not now, but in the future... she definitely would!

He slowly finished the rest of the coffee. He used to love his Americano black, but since she didn't like it, why not change it?

It wasn't hard at all, just look at Corley.

Why hadn't Roseanne pushed him away?

Because he knew how to hide, how to pretend.

In a quiet, unassuming way, he infiltrated her life like a frog being boiled in warm water.

Like the rains of spring, subtle and seemingly insignificant, yet crazily nourishing the soil, seeking to let love wildly grow.

He moved silently, advancing by retreating, so Roseanne didn't feel pressured and naturally let down her guard, allowing him to come closer.

If Corley could do it, why couldn't he?