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!

he know about my love for white

dots - Haley 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

buzzed around me like an annoying bee,

play along, teasing, "Some young

shocked, his reaction amusing me

silence, I strutted into the

from your beau?

of a kind,

I brushed it off with a smile, "Would I be

compliment shut them up, sending them back

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

if I'd waste

into

only to be was a message from

my phone by

straight to the point, never wasting a

my chair, I replied:

[What are

Me: [Texting you.]