Mathias
“You gave her a bouquet of flowers?” Edward looked surprised, rubbing his chin repeatedly. “No wonder…”
“Did she throw the bouquet away?” I rushed forward and stared at him intently.
I remembered the florist’s assurance that the bouquet I bought would surely make any woman happy. But it seemed like he wasn’t as skilled at making a good bouquet as he claimed.
Then I saw Edward shake his head, his eyes scanning the air as if searching. “I was just wondering why she came home with a bouquet in her hand. Now I understand…”
He nodded again. His explanation gave me a bit of relief. I leaned back against the chair.
To think that just a bouquet of flowers could cause me such overwhelming panic, even more than the business contracts I usually deal with.
“Aren’t you going to tell her
