Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 740

Roseanne tried to reassure him, "Mom finding her biological parents is a good thing, right?"

Madge was a woman without a past.

She had once considered tracing her roots, but over the years, she'd given up hope.

Sometimes, she would imagine herself in a novel with a tragic backstory—parents lost to a vendetta, perhaps.

Slowly, Madge stopped dwelling on it and learned to let go.

But Roseanne could still sense her mother's longing for family.

So when Norris mentioned that her grandparents had reached out, her first reaction was happiness—for Madge.

However, Norris was struggling to process it all.

"Dad, you've been with Mom for so many years, don't you know her well enough by now? She's gentle on the outside, but she's got a strong will. Once she decides on something, no one can sway her."

"Dad, with all these years of memories, don't you have a bit more faith? Do you really think Mom would leave you and me behind for her parents?"

Norris paused.

Of course, the bond between him and Madge wasn’t something that could just be tossed aside.

And then there was Anne, their daughter.

With that thought, he took a deep breath, "You're right, I... I just hadn't thought it through..."

Roseanne smiled, "Come on, let's go inside."

"Alright."

And so, father and daughter walked into the house together.

Despite being mentally prepared, Roseanne was still taken aback when she saw Corley sitting on the couch.

He was sitting upright, none of his usual laid-back demeanor in sight.

His gaze was deep, his expression serious.

Roseanne had met them before, but hearing they were her grandparents was still a shock.

Quickly recovering, she greeted them sweetly, "Grandpa, Grandma."

Norris, usually the witty and confident teacher in front of his students, found himself unusually tense in front of his in-laws, forcing out, "Mom, Dad, nice to meet you. I’m Madge’s husband, and I teach physics at Pinehollow High..."

He finished his introduction, already sweating bullets.

Madge looked on, amused yet touched.

Here was a man who usually spoke so eloquently, now at a loss for words.

The elderly couple scrutinized their unfamiliar son-in-law but merely nodded politely.

But when they turned to Roseanne, their eyes softened, their tone gentle:

"We’ve met Anne before. No wonder there was an instant connection when we first saw you—we never imagined you were our granddaughter..."