NovelEnglishChapter 1755: From a distance, Patrick shook his head, lamenting his fate. Surely, he was the world's most forlorn employee, forever witnessing his boss and Harlee's displays of affection even outside office hours.
While Harlee enjoyed sfoie gras, a clear, youthful voice caught her attention.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sir, your wife is so beautiful. Would you like to buy her sflowers?" Turning, Harlee saw a little girl dressed as a princess beside her, holding a few bouquets of pink roses. Her large eyes twinkled adorably as she offered the flowers.
Harlee narrowed her eyes. High-end restaurants typically didn't permit flower sales, and it was even rarer for little girls in haute couture princess dresses to peddle blooms. More to the point, such sellers seldom referred to someone as "your wife," clearly indicating that Rhys had orchestrated this encounter. However, was this setup not a bit cliché? Harlee tilted her head, eyeing Rhys with a playful half-smile, her amusement evident.
Rhys, feeling the weight of her gaze, nervously averted his eyes.
"Sir, would you like to buy your wife a bouquet of flowers? These really complement her beautifully!" the little girl chimed in, her voice melodious and practiced, much like a raannouncer.
This unexpected act brought a smile to Harlee's face. Rhys' attempt at romance was charmingly unanticipated. Rhys glanced at Patrick in the distance, who immediately avoided his gaze. Patrick sighed, feeling that he had made sure the scene was bubbling with romance, and the scene's slightly lackluster impact wasn't his fault. Surrendering to the moment, Rhys purchased a bouquet of pink roses and then discreetly signaled the girl that her role was complete and she could leave.
"What do pink roses signify?" Harlee asked, her curiosity piqued, playing along with Rhys' romantic gesture. Rhys handed her the bouquet, leaned in close, and whispered, "Pink roses represent an unforgettable first love. Lee, you are the sole love of my life." Caught off guard, Harlee accepted the roses, draped an arm around his neck, and kissed him, her eyes gleaming. "And you are the only love of mine." Though Rhys' surprise was simple, it was profoundly meaningful to Harlee. An unforgettable first love? Since the arrival of their child, it felt as though the spark of their initial romance had dimmed. Perhaps it was tto rekindle that flame...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt seven in the morning, Jianna arrived to wake Harlee, as she had been instructed the night before. Normally, Harlee would rise at five for her morning routine, so Jianna's visit was more of a customary reminder than a necessity.
However, after knocking several times with no response, Jianna grew concerned. She had confirmed with Robbie beforehand that Harlee hadn't gone out for her exercise this morning.
"Harlee..."
Jianna called out again, but the silence continued. She then decided e to call Harlee's phone.
The ringtone jolted Harlee awake.
The previous night, she and Rhys had rekindled their romance staying up mance late into an impassioned evening. Without the phone's interruption, she might have slept well into the afternoon.
With a throbbing headache, Harlee managed to sit up and groggily said to the door "Jianna, I'm awake. You can go now."
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