His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 605

Once, she and Jarrett were walking past a park where a field was filled with sunflowers. The vast expanse of yellow was as brilliant as the sun. At the time, Jarrett had said to her, "If I had to describe you as a flower, it would be a sunflower."

"Why?" Lana had tilted her head, looking at him curiously.

Jarrett had squinted with a smile and said, "Because you're as bright and beautiful as one, of course!"

Back then, Lana felt as if Cupid's arrow had struck her right in the chest, her face flushing hot.

Standing in the office, holding the massive bouquet of sunflowers, Lana's heart pounded uncontrollably. "Could it be…"

Was it really Jarrett who sent them? Lana's mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. In her memory, only Jarrett had ever said she was like a sunflower. But… why would Jarrett send her flowers? Hadn't he broken up with her? And the bouquet didn't even have a name on it. Her mind was racing, and she couldn't focus on her lesson planning anymore.

After work, Lana stood with the huge bouquet, unsure of what to do. Several times, she pulled out her phone, wanting to call Jarrett. But the memory of him breaking up with her, telling her he had fallen for Niamh, made her heart ache too much to find the courage.

She stood aimlessly at the academy's entrance for a long time, so long that the sky turned completely dark. Finally, she started walking toward the parking lot.

Just as she placed the enormous bouquet in her car, she caught a glimpse of someone hiding around a corner. The figure was so familiar.

Jarrett?!

It was Jarrett, the man she'd been thinking about day and night!

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