The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 307

A flower shop, in the drizzle, with a dim yellow light on.

The slightly plump owner leaned against the counter with a bored expression, seemingly waiting for someone. She checked the time.

It was almost 11 o’clock, that big customer probably won’t be coming, right?

Just as she thought about closing up, the wind chimes at the door tinkled.

The owner straightened up at once.

At the door, a tall man in a black suit, damp from the rain, walked in.

“Mr. Silverman, I thought you weren’t coming!” The owner greeted him with a smile.

“I was on a business trip. So I’m late.” Wayne replied indifferently, “Where are the flowers?”

quickly brought the flowers out, “I still suggest you let me deliver them to your

“No, thanks.”

declined as usual.

then he left.

leave before

whether to give him one, her husband yawned and came out from the

for his wife every week.” The owner looked enviously at her husband, who was wearing crooked underwear and worn–out slippers,

difference between her

the door to a pitch–dark room. He stood at the door for a moment with the flowers, as if waiting for someone to run towards him with a bright smile from somewhere.

But…

by endless silence and

a click, Wayne turned on the

than ten years

here was covered in the

off his coat, removed the not–so-fresh flowers from the vase, carefully cleaned the vase

time he was done, it was nearly

took a hot shower, and when he was picking out clothes from the wardrobe, his eyes lingered on the women’s

and her presence in this