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 my love

hit me like a ton of bricks. 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 bee, clearly too invested in my love life for his own

play along, teasing, "Some young

shocked, his reaction

I strutted into the

beau? Such good taste,

of a kind,

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

them up, sending them back to

card before scanning the number left intentionally. He was daring me to call, likely to

if I'd waste my

card into the bin, I

only to be

my phone by my phone

always straight to the point, never wasting a

back in my chair, I replied:

[What are you up

Me: [Texting you.]