Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 842: You’re Not Worthy

After the commotion, the two of them reconciled. Mio held Rebecca's hand as they returned to his flower shop.

"Boss, you're back?" A cheerful girl greeted them but froze when she noticed Mio holding someone's hand. Her smile stiffened awkwardly.

"Boss, who is this?" Nora had always known there was a woman in Mio's heart. She had asked him before-if he liked her so much, why not be with her?

Mio only said it was impossible between them. Yet every day, he would personally select white roses, carefully package them, and have them delivered to her.

The woman had never appeared, and Nora thought that one day Mio would let go. She believed she could wait.

But what greeted her now was the sight of their intertwined hands.

The woman before her was stunning, with deep, refined features and eyes as blue as gemstones.

Nora prided herself on her looks, but standing before this woman, the gap was undeniable.

Rebecca stood beside Mio, and the two of them looked like they were made for each other. Anyone would say they were a perfect match.

"She's my girlfriend now," Mio said, summing up Rebecca's identity in five simple words. Nora's heart completely sank.

Rebecca noticed the disappointment in the girl's eyes but said nothing. Mio was a man of immense charm; it was no surprise that someone would fancy him.

"Mio, you left the company to open a flower shop?" Rebecca asked as she surveyed the romantic atmosphere of the shop, filled with flowers she loved.

"Yes," Mio responded. "I was tired of it all. I just wanted to do something relaxing. You've always loved flowers, so I opened this shop. Come, I'll make you some coffee." He led her to the seating area by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mio would sit there, basking in the sunlight, reading, and letting the

schemes, no concern for profits or

the flower shop because of this

had found him mysterious. His elegant demeanor was like that of a

had chosen such an inconspicuous location for the shop that sometimes not a single customer would come by all day. Yet Mio didn't seem to mind, spending his time tending to the

merely smiled and said, "So what

in. She felt that Mio was a man with a story, and she stayed by his side, hoping one

story was only for that woman. She was the most important chapter in his life. Rebecca sat by the window. Behind the flower shop was the ocean. A place like this, selling flowers-it wasn't about making money. It was simply a way to pass the

the

at Mio, who was preparing coffee. He wore a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and an apron tied

adding

in her heart. But when that girl, Nora, appeared beside him, the serene scene lost some of

next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Boss,

this for her myself." Mio's tone turned noticeably colder. He had thought Nora understood when he introduced Rebecca

Rebecca to be hit by a car. Mio wouldn't allow

much colder

flowers, while Mio focused

untimely sound

her finger on a rose thorn, leaving a deep cut

easy to deal with. If she had come any later, Mio might

respond. To her surprise, he continued preparing the coffee,

to Mio. "Boss, I hurt my

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