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!

about my

realization hit me like a ton of bricks. That woman, in her cunning attempt

guy sent these, huh?" Grant buzzed around me like an annoying bee, clearly

play along,

looked genuinely shocked, his

stunned silence, I strutted

beau? Such good

truly one of a kind, fancying

off with a smile, "Would I be working

them up, sending them back to their

my office, I tossed the roses on the couch, playing with the card before scanning the number left intentionally. He was daring me

if I'd waste my saliva

card into

be was a message from

my phone by my phone

were always straight to the point,

in my chair, I

are

Me: [Texting you.]