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!

did he know about

long for me to connect the dots - Haley must've told him. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. That woman,

these, huh?" Grant buzzed around me like an annoying bee, clearly too invested in my love life

decided to play along, teasing,

genuinely shocked, his reaction amusing me to no

I strutted

flowers from your beau? Such good taste,

of a

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

tactful compliment shut them up,

roses on the couch, playing with the card before scanning the number left intentionally. He was daring me to call, likely to give

I'd waste

card into

be

phone by

texts were always straight to the

chair, I replied:

are

Me: [Texting you.]