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?”

the flowers out, “I still suggest you let me deliver them to your apartment regularly,

“No, thanks.”

declined as

then he left.

waited for him to leave before

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

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

a difference between her husband and other

He stood at the door for a moment with the flowers, as if waiting for someone to run towards him

But…

greeted by endless silence and darkness.

a click, Wayne turned on the light.

years since Rosalynn

was covered in the traces

cleaned the vase as Rosalynn used to do, and then inserted

was done,

clothes from the wardrobe, his eyes lingered on the women’s clothes for a

passed, and her presence in

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