“Rest early, Imogen. I’m going back first,” Shirley said.
“I’m so envious of you, Shirley! How amazing it will be if I can come and go from the Flintstone Residence just like you,” Imogen blurted, thinking out loud. However, Shirley didn’t know how to console her. “Well, you’ll need Mr. Flintstone’s permission for this.”
“If he needs more help in his residence, will you recommend me?”
Shirley nodded. “Sure, if this opportunity pops up, you’ll be the first I recommend.” Delighted, Imogen hugged her arm. “Shirley, you’re my best friend. I’m so lucky to be your friend.”
Patting her softly, Shirley repeated, “Rest early, okay?”
Imogen watched Shirley from the back as she left, and an unscrupulous smile tinged the edge of her lips. She knew Shirley’s personality, so she first got her to deny liking Zacharias, and then, immediately afterward, she admitted her affection for him. Given the nature of their relationship, Shirley shouldn’t fall for Zacharias in the future.
Even if she did, she would have an extra concern in her mind because it was akin to stealing the man she carried a torch for years.
This was truly an underhand tactic, and, considering Shirley’s personality and the years of friendship they shared, Imogen was pretty sure that Shirley wouldn’t date a man she had a crush on.
While on the drive back to the Flintstone Residence, Shirley thought over the things Imogen just told her. The fact that Imogen told her about this out of the blue surprised her.
Nevertheless, she wasn’t surprised that Imogen had fallen for Zacharias because the women around this man were smitten with him, just like Corrine from before, as well as Jesslyn. This man had what it took to have a woman fall in love with him at first sight, so she couldn’t blame Imogen for falling for him.
When Shirley was back at the Flintstone Residence and entered the living room, she thought that Zacharias was already in bed, but when she opened the door, she found him on the couch as though he was specially waiting for her to return.
“Why are you still awake?” she asked.
“I’m waiting for you,” he answered honestly.
“Why are you waiting for me?” she asked instead. “I’m waiting for you to return because I have a gift for you.” He gazed at her tenderly.
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