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?”

for you!” The owner quickly brought the flowers out, “I still suggest you let me deliver them to your apartment regularly, it’s more convenient.”

“No, thanks.”

as usual.

then he

leave before realizing that he

yawned and came

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

was there such a difference between her husband and other

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

But…

always, he was greeted by endless silence

a click, Wayne turned on the

ten years since

was covered in the traces

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

he was done, it

picking out clothes from the

had passed, and her presence

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