Collin!
“Why are you here?”
Florence was startled. Then she recalled what she did just now and blushed.
Collin actually witnessed such a shameful rehearsal.
This bastard! Why it was him to open the gift box? He was not the one that she wanted to confess her feelings to.
Collin raised his brows with interest. He stretched his palm and caught a piece of colored ribbon.
He joked at Florence, “Flory, are you going to present yourself to me?”
“Your wish.”
Florence was annoyed and walked out of the gift box sulkily.
Phoebe hurriedly walked over and explained angrily, “He appeared from the thin air and snatched the rope from me.”
She didn’t mean to give the rope to Collin.
Of course, Florence knew that Phoebe would not do that. However, she was confused about how Collin broke into the villa as they had closed the door. Did he come in through the window again?
Florence thought that she should nail shut all the windows later.
Collin glanced around the room to study the arrangement. Although many things were scattered on the ground disorderly and it seemed like the arrangement was not yet finished, Collin could see that they were arranging a romantic scene.
Recalling that Florence emerged from the gift box just now, Collin could roughly guess what Florence intended to do.
He gazed at Florence with great interest, “Are you going to confess to Ernest?”
Collin read through her mind and spilled it out blatantly. Florence felt more embarrassed.
She once thought that Collin was a good man, but as expected, it turned out that it was simply her illusion.
This man would embarrass her at any time and at any place.
“You’re a man. Why are you obsessed with gossips?”
Florence turned her head to look at Collin, “Spill the beans. What are you here for? I’m quite busy.”
Right at this moment, Florence just wanted to urge Collin to leave; otherwise, Florence would feel very awkward if he stayed here for longer.
Collin was a bit absent-minded when noticing Florence’s shyness, but he then shook his head helplessly.
It seemed that they really came late and the progression was out of their control now.
Collin gazed at Phoebe and said, “Hey, beauty, I want to have a private talk with Florence. Can you please… hmmm… make two cups of tea for us?”
He was euphemistically asking Phoebe to make room for them.
Phoebe didn’t know Collin well and she didn’t know whether if she should leave, so she looked towards Florence for inquiry.
Florence just wanted to let Collin leave the villa as quick as possible, so she nodded her head, “Phoebe, please. Everything can be found in the tearoom.”
Phoebe then went to the tearoom. Collin casually sat down on the sofa.
Florence felt helpless and then sat down on the sofa too, “All right, now you can spill the beans.”
Florence didn’t understand why Collin would come to her. Although they met for several times before, they didn’t have any relationship except for Collin’s favor to save Ernest before.
Collin’s posture was not like his casual and unruly self before. He slightly leaned forward with his hands crossed on his knees and stared at Florence with a trace of seriousness in his eyes, “Flory, tell me, are you planning to confess your feelings to Ernest?”
Florence felt a bit surprised. She hadn’t expected that Collin would ask this question again and with a serious expression that was rarely seen on his face.
Did he want to know about her answer so much? It looked like that he would not give up if he didn’t hear her answer.
Florence felt helpless and answered, “Yeah. I plan to confess to him when he’s discharged from the hospital. Please don’t tell others about this.”
Getting a positive answer from Florence, Collin felt more worried.
He said with a more serious look, “You’ve been bound by engagement. Are you really going to marry him?”
Why did he suddenly mention about marriage? Florence blushed a little bit and her heartbeat quickened.
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