Chapter 133

Blake’s POV

“This bouquet is my best work today!” the florist beamed, nodding toward Audrey.

“Your girlfriend has a great eye,” the florist told me with a wink. “For both flowers and men! See how they complement her?

My gaze fell on Audrey. In her simple white outfit, she stood holding the vibrant crimson roses against her chest. Her newly cropped hair framed her face, creating a striking contrast with the deep red blooms.

The flowers do suit her.

During our marriage, following my grandfather’s advice, I’d given her bouquets cut from his garden. Though perhaps not as beautiful, they were made with my own hands and heart.

I’d never given her roses this vibrant.

For some reason, at this moment, I suddenly had an urge to hold her in my arms.

I shook my head quickly, fighting the unwelcome thought. They’re ordinary,” I said, taking out my wallet to pay.

Even as I spoke, another impulse struck me. I wanted to buy another bouquet for Laurel, leaving these roses for Audrey. But I had no justification for doing so. These were meant for Laurel, no matter how perfect they looked cradled in Audrey’s arms.

wrap them.

The florist enthusiastically took the roses from Audrey’s hands, preparing to wrap

“Miss, your boyfriend is handsome and doting!” she said with a wink.

say anything, Audrey frowned. “He’s not

laughed. “Must be your husband

so many couples over the years. Before marriage, they’re

ribbon with practiced hands. “Most think once they’re married, the chase is over. No need to fake being in

florist handed the bouquet back to Audrey. “It’s rare to see married couples

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Chapter 139

Audrey sald

froze mid–gesture, her

flowers into my hands. “I’m just helping

me

perfect “O” of shock. I frowned and apologized quickly before following Audrey outside, the roses

the car, I took the passenger sent. The roses lay in the

“The florist meant well. Why tell her

me. “I don’t like being

corrected anyone about your college friend or that young

engine. “You’re different from

how much

Audrey’s POV

eyes on the road, feeling Blake watching me. In the mirror, the roses seemed to mock me from the back

said, refusing to look at him. “And by the way, people online still call me a homewrecker in your relationship

traffic. I’m

checked his phone, his expression darkening

these

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