No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 257



"Ms. Hudson, got a delivery for you."

The delivery guy, balancing a bouquet of white roses in his arms, extended them towards me with a sheepish grin.

White roses, my favorite. Only someone who really knows me would choose these.

Immediately, my thoughts flew to Conrad. He's always been the one to send me white roses on my birthday and occasionally, as a sweet gesture, on ordinary days.

But today wasn't special, or was it? Why would he send me flowers out of the blue?

As I stood there, lost in thought, the delivery guy nudged the bouquet closer, clearly eager to dash off to his next drop.

Reluctantly, I took the flowers from him.

"Who's the lucky guy? Boyfriend?" chirped Grant from behind me.

I was about to dismiss his guess when a card slipped from between the flowers. Grant, ever helpful, bent down to pick it up and handed it to me. Scrawled on it was a simple message: "Girl, hope you have a great day."

That word 'girl' sent shivers down my spine, instantly bringing to mind the smug face of Jimmy Perez. Never in a million years would I have guessed it was him!

know about

must've told him. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. That woman, in her cunning attempt to keep me away from her man, had set

huh?" Grant buzzed around me like an annoying bee, clearly too invested

to play along, teasing, "Some

genuinely shocked, his reaction

his stunned silence, I

your beau? Such good taste, so

of a kind, fancying white

with a smile, "Would I be working

compliment shut them up, sending them back

my office, I tossed the roses on the couch, playing with the card before scanning the number left intentionally. He was daring me to call, likely to give him a piece of my

I'd waste

card into the bin,

be was

by my phone by

to the point,

my chair, I

are you

Me: [Texting you.]