A certain someone stepped inside with a bouquet of flaming red roses. He placed them on the table in front of her and announced, “Someone gave this to me. Frankly, I have no love for it, so it’s yours now.”
Arianne spied the bouquet with a side-eye. The flowers’ freshness was so overwhelming and evident that there was no way he did not buy it for her. Yet, the same man wanted to pretend otherwise just to save his thin skin!
“Urgh, I don’t like it. Throw it away.”
Mark turned exasperated. “Why you— don’t step out of line!”
She scowled at him. “Hey, hey, hey! You said ‘someone’ gave you this bouquet, and you only gave it to me because you yourself don’t want it. And now I’m telling you I don’t want it either, how’s that ‘stepping out of line’, huh? If anything, you’re stepping out of your line by giving away a beautiful gift someone clearly took pains to give you! Though I have to wonder... Which young lady dares present you such bright red roses, hmm? They’re so fiery red, I can see the flames of her passion and infatuation toward you!”
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