"They're from a flower delivery company. The guy just left. He said a man asked him to bring them over."
"I see. Thanks, you can get back to work." Ashley Bowen closed her office door and, with a secret thrill of joy, walked over to the flowers, lifting the bouquet to her nose.
'Could it be? After I called Yuri Sinclair at noon, did that big dummy finally get the hint and send me flowers to declare his love?'
At the thought, she grew even happier, unable to contain her joy, and laughed out loud.
The red roses were like a passionate flame, igniting her senses.
Looking at their vibrant, dewy color, she felt a thrill of excitement course through her.
She had the sudden impulse to see him right away and throw herself into his arms.
Happiness. It was an indescribable happiness.
Happily holding the bouquet, she noticed a white card tucked among the blossoms.
'I never knew Yuri Sinclair could be so romantic, being all mysterious like this.'
