Later that morning, when Lysa returned home after sending the two boys to kindergarten, she spotted a man outside the door with a bouquet of roses in his hand who was just about to press the doorbell, rendering her feeling slightly perplexed. She had met quite a few of Roxanne’s male friends before, but none of them had delivered flowers to her personally.“Hi, may I know who you are?” Lysa asked, approaching the man with a puzzled look on her face.That man was sent by the florist to deliver the flowers to Roxanne.He had reached a while back and tried pressing the doorbell a few times, but no one answered. Just when he was intending to leave and return later in the afternoon, he saw Lysa.When he met the housekeeper’s scrutinizing gaze, he explained, “Hi, I’m the deliveryman from the florist. A gentleman had bought flowers from our store this morning and told us to deliver to this address.”Upon hearing that, Lysa nodded slightly and took over the bouquet from the man. “Oh, thank y
He had barely spoken when silence descended upon the call.Amidst the pause, Roxanne felt an inexplicable sense of panic, unsure of what Lucian’s gesture meant.When he didn’t hear a response from her, the anxious Lucian inquired, “Did you see the card that came with it?”Upon regaining her senses, Roxanne threw the question back at him instead of answering. “Mr. Farwell, I want to know why you sent me the roses? I’m sure you know better than I do what the flowers symbolize.”Lucian’s brows gradually furrowed at her words.This is the first time I have given anyone roses. Isn’t it enough to show my sincerity? Is she really ignorant about it, or does she doubt my feelings for her?Faced with his silence, Roxanne suppressed her emotions by clasping her palms. Finally, she continued in a casual tone, “Since you’re aware of what they mean, please don’t send them to me indiscriminately. Doing so will only put me in a difficult spot.”Meanwhile, Lysa, who had no way of hearing Lucian’s answ
But why have the flowers been sent here? And why does he need to receive them personally?“Please put them aside first. I’ll bring them up to Mr. Farwell in a while,” Cayden replied upon regaining his senses.Even though the receptionist acknowledged Cayden’s instructions, the deliveryman protested, “But our customer insists that I deliver it to Mr. Farwell personally.”“Don’t worry. I’m his a*sistant,” Cayden explained. “I’ll definitely hand them over to him.”The deliveryman hesitated briefly before leaving the flowers with the receptionist.When Cayden came back from lunch in the afternoon, he knocked on Lucian’s door with the flowers in hand.Having heard Lucian’s acknowledgment from inside, he entered the office and asked tactfully, “Mr. Farwell, these came in the afternoon with instructions that you receive them in person.”Lucian, engrossed in his work, only looked up when he heard Cayden’s words.At the sight of the bouquet of roses in the latter’s arms, Lucian’s expression dr
Holding that thought, Jonathan couldn’t resist asking, “What did you write?” However, Lucian had no intention of going into that detail, for Roxanne didn’t even mention the card.In fact, when he asked her about it, she simply ignored his question, causing him to wonder if she had even seen it.But if she hadn’t read it, how would she have known that I was the one who sent her the flowers?Lucian continued to ruminate on the matter.Since she chose to call me, she must have read the card but wasn’t willing to talk about it. In that case, can there be something wrong with the card’s contents?Meanwhile, Jonathan, after waiting a long while for a response, pestered him, “What did you write? If you don’t tell me, how would I know where the problem is?”Only then did Lucian relent.Upon hearing what it was, Jonathan couldn’t resist ma*saging his forehead. “What do you mean by ‘let’s be honest with each other’? Aren’t you forcing Ms. Jarvis to speculate? Wouldn’t it have been better to pe
After watching the children enter the kindergarten, Lucian drove to the florist from before. “Mr. Farwell…”The florist couldn’t help but greet him upon learning his identity from the previous day’s events.Lucian nodded with a frown, guessing that the florist knew who he was when the flowers were returned.In response to his acknowledgment, the florist grew visibly nervous. “Is there anything else you need? What do you think of the flowers yesterday?”No sooner had the words rolled off her tongue than she remembered that the flowers were returned.Quickly realizing her faux pas, the anxious florist zipped her lips and wondered if Lucian had come to hold them accountable.At the mention of the flowers, Lucian threw the florist a grim look.Lowering her head fearfully, she didn’t dare utter another word.“From today onward, send the freshest flowers you have to that address every day. As to what kind of flowers, you have the liberty to decide,” Lucian barked out his instructions.Sinc
Lysa came back after returning the flowers. She hesitated about saying something to Roxanne, who was studying some information on her laptop on the couch. Roxanne turned around when she heard some noises near the doorway. Seeing Lysa, she asked, “Have you returned the flowers?”The housekeeper nodded slightly and replied, “I’ve asked someone from the florist’s to send it back.”Satisfied, Roxanne wordlessly returned her attention to her work.Though Colby had been in charge of all matters pertaining to the research institute, he still needed Roxanne to discuss a potential collaboration with the Damaris family.Roxanne treated the matter seriously as well. In fact, during her recovery at home, she had spent most of her attention on the research institute project.Thankfully, Jack knew about her injury and did not hasten her progress. Instead, he allowed her to work at a comfortable pace.His consideration filled Roxanne with some measure of guilt. She was determined to develop an in-d
Roxanne sensed Archie and Benny’s suspicion. Concealing her unease, she calmly led the children to the couch. After Roxanne rested at home for a week, her leg injury had made a decent recovery, and she could already walk una*sisted.Nonetheless, Lysa and the children fussed over her condition and insisted she rest for a couple more days at home.As the three of them settled on the couch, the children’s attention remained on the rejected flowers, and they asked, “Mommy, why didn’t you accept the flowers?”Roxanne did not expect her children’s question and struggled to come up with a reply.Noticing her strange behavior, Archie asked, “The delivery man didn’t answer our question. What if he sent the flowers to the wrong house?”The words had barely left his mouth when Archie hopped off the couch, shooting his mother a final glance before declaring, “I’ll go check with the delivery man. What if he really sent the flowers to the wrong house?”With that said, he actually began walking tow
Lucian’s gaze darkened as he stared at his phone. An indeterminate amount of time pa*sed before he located the flower shop’s number and called them.“Don’t send any flowers tomorrow. Starting next week, please send them to VR Research Institute instead.”The flower shop staff agreed immediately.Meanwhile, though Roxanne had clearly expressed her rejection, she continued to worry that Lucian would ignore her pleas.The next day, Roxanne awoke bright and early and waited in the living room.Her children seemed to echo her thoughts as they came downstairs early to wait with her.The three of them waited with bated breath, especially Roxanne, who was fraught with nerves.Thankfully for her, no one came to ring her doorbell even after a long while.Roxanne was immensely relieved as she watched the suspicions clearing from her sons’ faces. She naively a*sumed that Lucian had finally given up.The next day, after resting at home for almost half a month, Roxanne was dying to return to work.