Facade of Love

Chapter 320 A Clash

I was totally speechless. I was just about to say something when Idris hit me with, “You’re not gonna bail on dinner too, right?”

Awesome. He had me backed into a corner.

I pursed my lips, shot him a skeptical glance, and muttered, “Sure, if you’ve got nothing better to do, dinner’s cool.”

Feeling irked, I was not in the mood to hang around and talk, so I spun on my heel to take off. I had only made it a few steps when I paused and threw a look over my shoulder at him. His usually handsome face was now sporting a weird redness. “Hey, just so you know, you’re looking a bit feverish. You might want to take some meds.”

As I walked into the police station that morning, I could not shake off the sight of his cheeks, all pink and flushed. At first, I thought he was just shaking off the last bits of sleep, but the redness stuck around way after we stepped outside. That is when it clicked: he must have slept in his car overnight, and the cold got to him.

“Alright!” he suddenly burst out, the hard lines of his face melting into something gentler. Our eyes met, and he nodded. “Got it.”

The way he switched gears so fast left me feeling super awkward. I did not stick around to dwell on it, though. I just turned around and made a beeline for the safety of Scott Corporation. Idris and I were different now. Our chats and hangouts had this weird new vibe, not as uptight and by–the–book as before. Maybe it was because of the divorce. I felt like I could breathe again, but my fuse was way shorter now.

Strutting into Scott Corp with my arms full of blooms, I caught a bunch of stares. I slapped on my best “everything’s peachy” grin and zipped to my office.

I dumped the flowers on my desk and just stared. Who would do something like this?

They were definitely nice to look at, but flowers out of nowhere?

Was it Maxwell playing secret admirer?

Just as I thought about him, Maxwell strolled in, his arms loaded with papers. His eyes caught sight of the flowers, and he could not help but flash a cheeky grin. “Well, well, what’s all this? Looks like someone’s got a secret admirer, huh?”

him a pointed look.

stared at me like I had just

your to an alien. “Why would I

he had

narrowed a bit as he leaned in. “You seriously have no idea who

locked eyes with him, totally speechless. “You

He

to play detective.” I just came back to Lake City

decided to play secret admirer if Idris and Maxwell were out of

dance with a few

could not help but flick my gaze to the flowers in front of me. Maxwell caught my surprised look, and a mischievous smile crept onto his face, as though he was in

stare and answered the call.

you like

ever,

are the one who sent them?” I stammered, my thoughts racing to catch

I could almost picture him smiling. “I swung by the police station to drop off those flowers and noticed you seemed to dig them. I just wanted to say thanks for last night. I wasn’t sure what you were into, so I went with

off that all I could blurt out was, “Mr. Yates, why

Charlie said,

tongue–tied. “Gratitude for

I just wanted to share the good vibes

thrown. “You already gave me something last night.”