Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 973

Since parting ways with Bert at the bar, Evelyn had not contacted him for a while. She thought he might have been busy with something, and considering their previous conversation, she didn't dwell on it too much, giving him time and space to cool off.

Evelyn's flower shop franchise was almost ready. Shortly after its opening, she received numerous phone calls from people interested in visiting and evaluating the business. Unable to handle it all by herself, she handed the management directly to a professional manager. Huston asked if she felt regretful about it, but Evelyn had no regrets at all. When she first started the flower shop, she never expected it to grow this big. She intended to allocate more time for her child and Huston to take better care of their family.

If she was still so busy now, she would lose her original intention. Moreover, the professional Brandon would do a good job, so she was not worried.

She spent more time and energy on the flower shop. Although she was nervous every day, it was just a number for her.

The wedding had been going on all the time. It was time to pick up the wedding dress in the blink of an eye. Huston had arranged the time in advance, but there was an important meeting all of a sudden. He couldn't get rid of it, so he asked the driver to take Evelyn there.

Evelyn decided to hand over the task to Marcellus. Thinking about the designer Miss, she had been unable to find a suitable excuse for the two to meet. Now, an opportunity presented itself.

As the end of the workday approached, the flower shop received a surge of orders, mostly online ones that required the bouquets to be prepared for in-store pickup. With limited manpower, Evelyn didn't hesitate to lend a hand. Seeing everyone busy, she helped tidy up the unused branches and dispose of the garbage in the workspace.

There was a separate recycling area behind the storefront. Evelyn opened the back door and stepped outside, bending down to lift the garbage bag and throw it in. As she straightened up, she caught sight of a dark figure.

She was shocked and instinctively took a few steps back. With just one glance, she remembered the man's entire appearance.

With deep chestnut hair with a slight natural curl, thick and tousled bangs, and deep brown eyes that were profound, a well-defined nose bridge stood tall like a peak and angular yet perfectly balanced features. Especially captivating were those slightly plump yet incredibly alluring lips.

He was a foreigner, but his appearance was unique. He was a mixed-race man.