Chapter 277

Alyssa had always been like that. She would be completely focused on an object of her interest and fall into a world of her own.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that Jameson was waiting for her. She quickly spun around to find him patiently standing on the side, this time with a straw basket in his hand filled with pink roses that carried an understated beauty.

The breathtaking charm of the flowers reminded her of a quote from Wislawa Szymborska, which said, "Only a rose blooms as a rose, no one else."

"Ms. Taylor," Jameson addressed her while approaching with the flower basket.

"Oh, don't step in here! Be careful not to dirty your clothes!" she hurriedly stopped him when she noticed his sparkly clean outfit. However, he made his way through the thorny shrubs in an attempt to get to her.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment.

"Ms. Taylor, this is for you." His eyes were as soft as the sunset colors when he handed her the basket.

"Thank you, but I can't accept your gift," she turned