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 love for white

That woman, in her cunning attempt to keep me away from her man, had set her brother on me. Did she really think I'd fall for

huh?" Grant buzzed around me like an annoying

to play along, teasing, "Some young

shocked, his

I strutted into

your beau? Such

a

joined in the banter, but I brushed it off with a smile, "Would I be

them up, sending them back

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

if I'd waste my

card into the

to be

phone by my phone buzzing.

to the point, never wasting

in my chair,

[What are you

Me: [Texting you.]