Chapter 161

He gave a half–smile. “I had some contract issues to go over. Figured I might as well take care of them before heading home.”

Nora opened her laptop, ready to discuss the contracts. If there was more to his words, she didn’t seem to catch it….or maybe she did and chose to ignore it.

Seeing her dive straight into business, Cole let out a quiet exhale. He had expected that.

They discussed the details of the contracts for a while before Cole finally closed his folder, signaling the conversation was over. He stood up but hesitated for a brief moment before speaking again.

“Nora.”

She looked up from her screen. “What’s wrong?”

Cole wanted to say: tomorrow is Valentine’s Day.

But he eyed her carefully for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. “Nothing.”

Cole turned and left without another word.

The next morning, the office was buzzing with energy. When Nora stepped inside, several of her colleagues greeted her with cheerful expressions.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Nora!”

She blinked in surprise.

Valentine’s Day?

She had completely forgotten.

Before she could even process the realization, a voice called out from the entrance.

“Excuse me! May I ask which one of you is Ms. Nora?”

Nora turned to see a delivery man standing at the doorway, holding an elegant bouquet of fresh roses.

for you,” he continued, scanning the room. “Please come sign for them.”

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the florist’s clerk stepped into the office carrying a large bouquet of red roses, the

buzzed with murmurs.

the flowers, then toward Nora, as

coworkers.

a colleague remarked, nudging another

from her partner, right? Red roses on Valentine’s Day?

chest… not excitement, not joy, but

never send her

was a certainty. Their relationship had been lifeless for years, reduced to

was over.

certainly not about

bore her name. She had no

bouquet and murmured a polite thanks to

her office.

the space as she

hands, she plucked the envelope nestled among the petals and slid out the

*Happy Valentine’s Day.*

was all it said. No name, no hint of identity. But the handwriting… she had

her mind, but the connection was

the door swung open. Leo strode in, his eyes immediately

let out a low whistle and

well, someone’s got a secret admirer,” he teased, crossing his arms as he leaned against her

barely reacting. “Unlikely.”

Red roses, top–tier quality. Whoever sent these isn’t

gaze coolly. “It’s

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