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?”

flowers out, “I still suggest you let me

“No, thanks.”

declined as usual.

he

for him to leave before realizing that he didn’t

yawned and came out from the back: “Did the customer take

such a good man, buying flowers for his wife every week.” The owner looked enviously at her husband,

was there such a difference between her husband

a moment

But…

he was greeted by endless

Wayne turned

more than ten years since Rosalynn moved into this apartment.

was covered in the traces of

cleaned the vase as Rosalynn used to

he was done, it was

shower, and when he was picking out clothes from the wardrobe, his eyes lingered on the

and her presence in this house had gradually faded.

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