Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 443

Matthias chose and sent the flowers out during his break time, so he assumed that the flowers would have reached Heather’s office by then. I’m sure most women wouldn’t say no to flowers. It might be a rather traditional gift, but I believe it’s customary to gift flowers to one’s girlfriend during celebrations like this.

Heather had been kept busy the whole day. She was finishing up her work when a young man arrived at her office with a parcel in his arms. The young man broke into a smile when Heather held the door open for him. He was always polite to his customers, but he was especially friendly that day when he saw how pretty his female customer was. “Hello. This is a gift for you. I’ll need you to sign this,” he uttered politely.

She simply took a glance at the rectangular-shaped parcel that was still in his arms without showing any intention of taking it from him. He began to feel rather awkward under her scrutiny, and he couldn’t seem to tell what was going on in her mind. “Who sent this?” she asked. She had a feeling it was Matthias, but she wanted to make sure anyway.

“Mr. Locke,” the young man answered honestly.

Heather seemed to contemplate something for a moment before she gave the young man her orders. “Leave it on the couch.” She waved a dismissive hand toward the couch as if she couldn’t be bothered by the gift at all. Based on the packaging, she was pretty sure that he had gifted her fresh flowers. She wasn’t too fond of flowers—it was a common gift she received ever since she was young.

Isn’t Matthias a little too uninventive? Does he think I’m going to go out with him after he sends me these boring flowers? He must be daydreaming. Moreover, he didn’t even send these himself. How can he expect me to go out with him when he doesn’t even show any sincerity? He’s probably busy with work at the Locke Group now. I knew that I shouldn’t have held any hopes for a man like him.

This tiny disruption was soon ignored as Heather continued to bury herself in her work for a while. She only had to handle some final matters before she could get off work. Most of the other staff members had rushed out of the office since it was Valentine’s Day, and she was the only one who didn’t mind staying back to complete her work.

By the time Matthias arrived, Heather was still occupied with the tasks she was handling. He quietly pushed the glass door open before he slipped into a corner where he watched her doing her work. She had been too immersed to notice his presence, but he didn’t mind as he found her even more charismatic right then.

Heather only realized his presence when she looked up after she finished her work. The first thing that caught her eye was the tiny, wooden box in his hands. She sent him a puzzled glance as she wondered, Did he just rush over after he finished his work? That little box looks interesting. I wonder where he got it from. It seems rather delicate and exquisite—it looks almost like a work of art.

“Everyone else is gone. When are you planning to let yourself off work?” Matthias said as he gave her a lopsided grin.

“Right now,” Heather replied as she hastily tidied her desk. It was important that she kept her desk tidy.

As he walked toward her, he quickly realized the flowers that had been left by the couch. She didn’t even open the packaging, so I guess she’s not interested in it at all. She spread her lips into a smile when she realized that he had noticed the flowers. “I didn’t open it because I don’t like roses,” she explained. Since it was Valentine’s Day, she was certain that he had bought her roses—she didn’t even bother to check what flowers they were.

“It’s fine. You can throw it away if you don’t like them.” He put on a generous smile to show that he wasn’t bothered by her words. He continued to explain himself when he realized that she was eyeing the wooden box in his arms. “This is for you as well. You can throw this away if you don’t like this too.” He was starting to sound rather grumpy, probably because he hadn’t expected to receive such treatment from a woman. It was the first time he had purchased any gifts for a woman in a long while, after all.

She took the box from him, feeling the firm structure against her palms. “This box seems really special. I like it,” she said after taking a glance at the box. Its exterior design was simple and elegant, which suited her taste perfectly.

“Aren’t you going to take a look at what’s inside?” he probed. His actual gift was the lipsticks that the box contained.

Heather gently shook the box, listening to the sound it made and contemplating for a moment before she opened it. The lid was lifted to reveal a bunch of lipsticks. She scrunched her nose as she looked at all the different lipsticks inside—she hadn’t expected such a gift. Matthias might be the only person who’d get the idea to keep lipsticks in a wooden box, she thought. Her expression remained calm as she shut the lid.

“I spent the whole afternoon picking these out for you, so I hope that you like it,” he uttered.

Her expression flickered the moment she heard his words. Does he have nothing better to do? How could he spend an entire afternoon choosing lipsticks? A faint smile appeared on her face as she pictured the sight of a man browsing lipstick collections at a beauty store—the image itself was amusing to her. “Would a man like you know anything about lipsticks?” She opened the box again to pick out a few that caught her eye. These look pretty decent, she thought.

“You don’t have to worry about that,” he mumbled awkwardly. He couldn’t possibly tell her that he had ordered his assistant to help him pick out the lipsticks, could he?

“Well, this was a thoughtful gift. Why don’t we grab a drink at your place?” she asked with a broad smile on her face. He couldn’t conceal the surprise in his gaze, as it was rare for her to take such an initiative. Does she have some sort of ulterior motive? Something doesn’t feel right here.