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Chapter 843: I'll Send You Flowers for a LifetRebecca felt a wave of emotion upon hearing those words. Over the years, must have been surrounded by women, yet he seemed perpetually unhappy, always alone.

"Mio, do you really love me?" she asked softly.

"Do you still doubt that I love you, Rebecca? If I had known I would meet you one day, I wouldn't have lived so recklessly back then. Now, do you truly not mind?" thought about his dark past, filled with regret.

Rebecca was pure and untarnished, while he had been with so many women. It was his greatest regret in life. Back then, in his ambition to climb higher, he had allowed himself to becsomeone he despised.

"If I said I minded, would that change anything? What's done is done. If you're really afraid I'll mind, then treatso well that I'll forget it all," Rebecca replied.

Rebecca had always been someone with high standards when it cto choosing a partner. If not for falling for against her own expectations, she'd never have chosen someone like him.

Love was such a mysterious thing-it could make you fall for someone you once despised. Love could forgive everything.

"Rebecca, I'm so happy. I really am," said, his voice trembling with emotion.

"You don't have a family. From now on, I'll be your family," Rebecca said, suddenly understanding the things had done in the past. What he had truly longed for deep inside was a family.

"Rebecca, I... I want to kiss you. May I?" asked hesitantly. In their relationship so far, the most intimate moments they'd shared were holding hands and hugging.

Because she was the woman he loved, he cherished her deeply. Even kissing felt like a sacred act to him. Rebecca looked at him as if he were a child timidly asking his parents for candy, afraid of being refused.

"Did you ask those other women for permission before you kissed them too?" she teased.

"I've never kissed their lips, Rebecca. You're not them, and I won't let you compare yourself to them," said seriously.

Rebecca found him to be such a contradiction. How could someone like him still have his first kiss? Without answering, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips gently against his. felt a tremor run through his heart. Wrapping his arms around her slender waist, he deepened the kiss.

Not far away, Nora had been hoping would chase after her. When she turned back for one last glance, she saw the two of them embracing and kissing in the sunlight.

The golden rays bathed them in warmth, making them look like a perfect match. That was the only thought in Nora's mind.

She had to admit, and that woman were truly well-suited for each other. Nora had held a bit of resentment, but seeing this scene, she suddenly let it all go.

During her twith Mio, he rarely smiled. His entire being seemed steeped in sadness.

She had once thought she could be the one to change him, but now that person had arrived.

Boss, be happy.

Nora wiped away her tears. The reason she had stayed in the first place was because she saw how lonely he was, and she wanted to keep him company.

Now that another woman would be there for him, he wouldn't be alone anymore, and it was tfor her to leave.

This time, her steps felt much lighter. After all, loving someone didn't always mean you had to be with them, did it? The wind chhanging at the flower shop's door jingled softly, as if playing a melody for their love.

As you reach the final pages, remember that novi L5sis your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! After the kiss, released her, his heart still pounding wildly. He hadn't known that kissing someone could feel so wonderful.

Rebecca smiled slightly and leaned toward his ear. "Lettell you a secret. That was my first kiss too." They exchanged smiles, realizing for the first tthat love wasn't the terrifying force they'd imagined.

"I made scoffee. Try it," said, handing her a cup.

"I didn't know you could do this," Rebecca remarked, surprised.

"Life here is peaceful. I've had tto practice. Oh, and I recently learned how to bake cakes. I'll make you safternoon tea later," said, his tone calm and content.

It was clear that now lived a serene and tranquil life.

"Mio, I heard from Aurora that you had a good chance to becthe family head. Why did you give it up?" Rebecca asked curiously.

"You leavingmaderealize how terrible I used to be. Aurora's words during the meeting really struck a chord with me. Since we were both working to change the family, what did it matter who becthe head? I cto understand that sometimes letting go can be a kind of happiness.

Here, apart from missing you, I've never felt so at peace. For the first time, I can be myself without being someone else's shadow," said, the gloom between his brows finally lifting.

No wonder Rebecca felt he had changed so much. His inner struggles had been resolved.

"Do you plan to stay here forever?"

"Not necessarily. I opened the flower shop because you like flowers. I wanted to give you the most O M beautifulbouquets every day. I haven't thought too far ahead.

Rebecca, do you think I lack ambition?"

Rebecca shook her head. "Of course not. Just be yourself. Whether you're a florist or a company president, you're just to me." "Rebecca, you're amazing," said, pulling her into his arms.

"Do what you want to do. I'll always support you," Rebecca said, her heart aching for him.

"Alright, then I'll keep sending you flowers every day," said happily. "It's the thing that makeshappiest. I even learned a few new ways to wrap white roses online." "No wonder the bouquets you send have been looking more refined lately. Did you wrap them yourself?" "Yes. I don't know why, but I just want to give you flowers," he admitted.

"Then... sendflowers for a lifetime." "With pleasure," said, smiling brightly.

From that day on, every morning at nine, Rebecca would receive a bouquet of flowers.

Over the past month, her colleagues had grown accustomed to it.

But this time, the person delivering the flowers wasn't a courier-it was himself.

Along with the flowers, he brought her homemade breakfasts.

On the first day, Rebecca was unaware it was him. When her secretary knocked on the door, she said, "Vice President, someone's here with flowers for you." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1