Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 61

"Look at you, Roseanne, moving up in the world," the man sneered, his tone dripping with venom. "Jumping from one guy to another, quite the party girl, aren't you?"

His voice suddenly turned icy. "Who was that guy? What were you two doing upstairs?"

Roseanne's smile vanished as her hand throbbed in his tight grip. She tried to pull away, but he was using brute force.

The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became.

Roseanne shouted, "Murray, let go!"

Murray refused to let go. "Answer me first!"

Roseanne frowned, enduring the pain. "What's it to you?"

"As an ex-boyfriend, I think it's only fair I take an interest in my former girlfriend's love life, huh?"

A laugh escaped Roseanne, a hint of sarcasm in her gaze. "Oh, so you admit you're the ex-boyfriend. What brings you here, then?"

Murray got momentarily choked up. "Can't I just be passing by?"

Just then, an angry neighbor went into the alley, cursing, "Who the hell parked the car here, blocking the alley? Didn't you see the road is narrow enough without your car clogging it up? Driving a fancy sports car doesn't give you the right to be inconsiderate. How's anyone supposed to get through?"

Murray was silent.

Roseanne instantly realized the car that caused the commotion was Murray's Porsche.

She couldn't care less about his reasons for showing up. After disposing of her trash, she turned to him. "Whether I see someone new, one or two, or even three or four guys, it's none of your business. We're over, Murray. You know what 'breaking up' means, don't you?"

"I'm not concerned about your future, and I'd prefer it if you stayed out of my present and future. Let's just be strangers from here on out. And don't come to my place anymore. I wouldn't want your girlfriend getting the wrong idea. After all, since you chose to be with her, I hope you'll be faithful and committed for her sake."

Roseanne had weathered her storms and endured her wounds, so she didn't wish the same for Millie. Life in its prime should be about blossoming freely, not being tarnished.