It’s Hans Montrose, it really is him!
lody Thorne’s hands, holding the flowers, trembled with a subtle excitent, and her heart felt like it was revived, pounding in her chest. Her eyes turned red, as if seeing the dearest person. She still rembered how in the previous life he got involved because of her and died for her.
She is alive, and he is alive too, how wonderful!
"Hans Montrose," Ivy ran forward, standing before the man with the flowers, hoping to seize the opportunity to show off in front of everyone and elevate her status, "Welco back to the country."
Hans Montrose paused his steps slightly, glanced sideways, and asked, "And you are?"
Ivy "..."
It felt like she had been slapped hard in the face. Her expression was terribly unpleasant. She forced a smile, gritting her teeth, and said, "I’m Ivy, rember? We grew up together, are you joking with ?"
"Oh," Hans Montrose furrowed his brows slightly and continued walking forward, "I forgot."
Ivy "!!!".
"He seems to be heading towards lody Thorne," soone tugged on Ivy’s sleeve and spoke up.
Ivy looked over, gritting her teeth in anger, realizing Hans Montrose was going toward lody Thorne as he always did. Why did all the n have to revolve around her?
"Want to grab a al later?" Hans Montrose slowed his pace intentionally as he passed by her, lowering his voice.
"Sure," lody Thorne smiled.
Hans Montrose walked past her, and as he wore sunglasses, she couldn’t see his expression.
lody Thorne stood in place, holding the flowers. From the very beginning, she had been receiving more and more flowers, and she had already guessed a rough understanding.
"Miss Thorne, there are more flowers here," another staff mber approached.
This ti, the packaging was extrely luxurious and exquisite, all red roses, approximately 999 of them...
lody Thorne glanced down at the flowers in her hands—she couldn’t hold any more. What did Hans Montrose an by sending her so many?
"I can’t hold them all, let’s share them with everyone," lody Thorne suggested.
There was a burst of exclamations around, everyone rushed forward, and soon the flowers were all snatched away.
Ivy glared intensely at that scene, angrily throwing the flowers she had just bought onto the ground, and stomped on them.
Comparing herself to lody Thorne, she was essentially nothing.
"Ding," her phone rang, the caller ID showing Jared Quinn. lody Thorne hesitated for a mont before answering, "Hello."
"I had soone send you flowers, so you wouldn’t appear too shabby," the man’s deep voice ca from the other side.
lody Thorne "..."
She looked at the flowers in her arms and those that were just dispersed, and simply replied, "Oh," focusing her eyes on her nose, and her nose on her heart...
Oh? Jared’s eyebrows twitched twice. What does "Oh" an? A woman receiving so many roses from a man, doesn’t she have anything to say to him?
"Let’s go out for a al," the voice on the other end suddenly turned sowhat faint.
lody Thorne "...I haven’t finished my work yet, there are so many things to do."
The call ended with a beep.
Jared tugged on his tie, "Call that registration office and tell them to hurry up and let her go."
"Yes."
lody Thorne stared at her phone, a bit dazed. Jared just said he sent soone with flowers for her, was it just a coincidence that she let people share them?
"Ding," another ssage popped up on her phone. It was from Hans Montrose, saying, "I’m outside, license plate A119678."
"Got it, I’m coming out now. You better find a hidden place," lody Thorne texted back, carrying the flowers Hans Montrose sent her as she walked out.
PS: This Chapter is an extra update.
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