Flora's POV:
Warren stood outside my door.He was wearing a suit and a tie.
Although I was initially stunned by his handsome appearance, I still felt awkward, since it was so late at night and he showed up dressed so formally.
"Uh…" I had no idea what to say.
Warren's eyes avoided mine, making things even more awkward.
The atmosphere was so tense that I scratched my nose embarrassedly.Why wasn't he saying anything?
"You…" I tried to say something, anything, but I found that I had nothing to say.
"I…" Warren finally opened his mouth, but his voice trailed off.
Without saying another word, he held up a bag in front of me.
"What's this?" I took the bag, looking at him in confusion.
"Just… just some medicine," he stammered.
"I was worried that I might have hurt you today, so I brought over some medicine."
The atmosphere suddenly changed from tense to something almost romantic.
I could almost see cupid's arrow sticking out of his back.My cheeks burned a bright red.I did my best to act calm and began to rummage through the bag.
Sure enough, it was full of medicine for female injuries.
"It should be useful,"
Warren mumbled in a barely audible voice.
I lowered my head and pretended to read the instructions on the medicine's packaging, I could feel his gaze on me, which made my fingers tremble slightly.
I didn't want to appear timid in front of him, so I casually tucked the medicine back into the bag and flipped my hair casually.
"No birth control pills?"
"That… thing might not be good for your health."
Warren's face instantly turned red.He averted his gaze again.
I tried my best to hold back my laughter and rolled my eyes at him.
"You couldn't control yourself and came inside.What am I supposed to do now?"
"I'm sorry.I… I couldn't control myself at the time.I'm sorry, Flora."
Warren looked very ashamed and guilty.
'Yes,' I told myself firmly.
But after having gotten along with Warren for a while, I felt that he wasn't as unattainable as I had thought.
My previous wonderful imagination of him had been shattered.
Maybe it was because I had had sex with him that my restless heart finally calmed down.
Besides, he had called Sylvia's name out while he was fucking me, not mine.
It was like a bucket of ice cold water had spilled all over me.
But it also sobered me up.
If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have known that he liked Sylvia.
Unfortunately, he was too late.
Sylvia already had Rufus.
Although Warren was excellent and handsome, he sadly couldn't compare to Rufus.I looked at the bag again.
Without hesitation, I stood up, stuffed it into the cabinet, and locked it resolutely. I refused to like a man who liked someone else.
Satisfied, I nodded and mentally crossed out Warren's name in my heart.
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