His train of thought was eventually cut short when his phone began ringing… and after a heavy sigh, he picked it up and said, “…Hello?”
“Sir James? The flowers you ordered have arrived, so… When will you pick them up?”
…Wait. Those flowers? The one for his balcony? Feeling his mood get better already, he got up before saying, “I’ll be right there.”
After hanging up, he then drove over to the florist… But when he arrived, he was surprised to see Lana picking some flowers with a friend.
Lana herself was startled to see him, and after freezing for a moment, she quickly shook her head before muttering, “U-um… Fancy meeting you here…”
Nodding in response, James wanted to ask if she had found any flowers that were to her liking… But before he could even do so, she had already wrapped her hands around her friend’s arm and said, “A-anyway, my business here is done so see you later!”
Watching as she ran off, Ian immediately felt all gloomy again. Was she going to avoid him forever…?
His train of thought was cut short when he heard some footsteps approaching him… and as expected, it was the owner of the place, Hazel Jenkins. She was a high school classmate, and ever since James got into gardening, he had occasionally come over to buy more flowers from her.
Regardless, after revealing a bright smile, Hazel said, “It’s been a while, Sir James…”
“…Indeed. You know how hectic things are with Zivon’s child still missing…”
Hazel was a big fan of their love story, so she naturally knew… However, she didn’t want to bring up such a sad topic, so she simply nodded subtly before replying, “Yeah, I understand… Anyway, your flowers are here.”
Pleased with how beautifully they had bloomed, James then said, “They look healthy… Thanks. Mind putting them in the car for me?”
Understandably disappointed, she forced a smile before nodding in response… To think that he would be with someone else after all the effort she had taken to confess to him…
Fast forward to that night, James could be seen tending to his new flowers when the front door creaked open… and sure enough, it was Lana. She had quite a few items in hand, and just as he was about to ask her if she needed any help, she quickly averted her gaze and said, “U-um… I have some work to attend to, so-”
“Stop it,” interrupted James who was sick of getting avoided.
Gulping slightly, the nervous woman replied, “I-I beg your pardon-”
Before she could even complete her sentence, Ian had already pinned her against the wall… and shortly after, she heard him ask, “How much longer are you planning to avoid me?”
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