“You said you like flowers this morning. Here you go. They’re yours.” Zacharias handed the bouquet to Shirley.
Despite feeling excited, she only asked him quietly, “Why are you giving me flowers? I don’t have a place to put them.” “Why not? You can take any vase here and put them wherever you like.” He chuckled. He had noticed the anticipation in her eyes; it seemed he was gradually making his presence felt in her heart.
After Shirley reached out and took the flowers, Zacharias went to hang his coat.
A smile unknowingly appeared on her lips when she smelled the fragrance of the flowers.
She felt a sense of surrealism when she noticed her lips curling. What was happening to her? She had been eagerly anticipating him giving her flowers all day.
And after receiving the flowers, she couldn’t help but be in a much better mood.
This feeling wasn’t just a simple imagination like the fleeting thoughts about Cole. It was a real experience.
She searched around and found three vases. She wanted to keep this bouquet alive; it was too beautiful, and she couldn’t bear to see it wither too quickly.
Although Shirley didn’t have the skills for flower arranging, the flowers were so vibrant and charming. Any random placement created a picturesque scene.
She left one vase on the dining table. Then, she contemplated whether to take another vase to Zacharias’ study. Some flowers would enhance the atmosphere there.
She first placed her vase in her room and then went upstairs to the third floor.
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