Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Upon hearing that, Murray's expression softened slightly, but then it hardened again as she continued, "You mean nothing to me."

"It's getting late. If you're going to keep acting crazy, I'll have to call the butler to send security over."Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Murray tried to say, "Anne..."

"I'm counting to three. Three, two..." Roseanne pulled out her phone and was already on the dial screen. All she had to do was press a button, and the butler would appear instantly. Frustrated but helpless, Murray left with a huff, "I'll come back for you tomorrow."

With that, he stormed off.

Millie quietly observed the scene from a nearby restaurant patio, her expression and eyes hidden in the darkness.

Dawn was breaking when Leda returned the following day.

Roseanne poured herself a glass of milk and grabbed a slice of toast, barely taking a few bites before she heard the lock disengaging.

Leda had changed into a new dress and was humming a tune cheerfully.

Seeing the sandwich on the table, Leda grabbed a piece, savoring the perfectly toasted, soft, and crispy bread before reaching for a second slice.

Sitting across from her, Roseanne watched her glow with contentment and smiled. "Looks like you had a great night yesterday."

"Yep. I haven't met such a handsome catch in ages." Leda's face held nostalgia and pleasure at the memory, "Broad shoulders, six-pack abs, a real prime specimen."

The young man was from the Usrota, with undeniable good looks. And with the fitness culture there, Leda was sure the abs she felt the previous night were real.

It had been a long time since she found such a compatible partner in bed, especially when she woke up in the morning to find him still there, his tammed skin marked with her red kisses. Those puppy-dog eyes

almost made her lose control again.

Luckily, she remembered her appointment with the diving instructor and didn't want to cancel at the last minute, so she hurried back.

"Didn't I tell you the day before? I booked a diving instructor. We can head out around ten."

The waters of Maldor Beach are famously clear and blue, with designated deep-diving areas where you can swim among fish and coral reefs at depths of about a hundred meters, a must-try activity on the island.

Roseanne had heard about it. Though intimidated by the pressure and the possible claustrophobia underwater, her curiosity and love for the ocean won out, but she agreed to go with Leda.

The instructor she booked was well-regarded locally and known for his humor and patience. When he saw his clients were two beautiful ladies, he went out of his way to be thorough and attentive.

Before diving, he methodically told the dos and don'ts, including underwater hand signals and how to use the gear. Besides, there was some basic training before getting into the water.

Leda had dived a few times before and was already familiar with the routine. It was a whole new experience for Roseanne, so she listened more attentively.

The instructor tapped her arm when

she made a mistake with the hand signals. "Hey, you're too tense.

Relax. Diving will show you a

different side of the ocean's allure. Just imagine. The underwater world is vibrant and colorful, where you

can quietly feel the presence of the S sea. It's a beautiful thing."