He was holding a bouquet of flowers, walking towards me with deep affection.
I was completely disgusted, not expecting him to still be so persistent.
“Didn’t I tell you to leave? Why are you back!”
I grabbed the pepper spray from my bag and watched him warily.
If he made any inappropriate moves, I would definitely teach him a lesson.
But Jack just held the flowers out to me.
“Miss, this is my sincere gift. Please accept it. I’m sorry for bothering you so late at night. After you accept this, I’ll leave right away.”
His eyes were full of sincerity, as if he really was apologizing.
Thinking of those influencers I encountered on the street who wanted to do street photography with me, who were also this persistent but actually just doing their job,
I suddenly felt a bit softer.
Maybe I had thought too badly of him.
I hesitated for a moment, about to reach out and accept.
The floating comments appeared again.
a pa fl 1 m dhe ka
[Brothers, here we go again, it’s the male lead’s shining moment. Every time he gives flowers, no girl can resist. Let’s wait and see this girl eat her words.]
[Haha, soon she’ll be desperately clinging to the male lead, wishing she could stick to him.]
الله الله الله
[These materialistic women, they can’t take their eyes off a bouquet of flowers. Women are just this cheap.]
My heart tightened and I held my breath, quickly retreating several big steps.
Only when I was over a meter away from him did I release my
Ose and l
let
myself breathe.
No girl can resist when he gives flowers?
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How could there be such an effective method?
My sixth sense reminded me of the news I had seen about drugs that would make people obedient just by smelling them.
“I don’t need your flowers. Leave now!”
Jack’s expression changed and he explained to me pitifully:
“What’s wrong, sister? I’m just giving you flowers to apologize. Did you misunderstand something?”
“Is it that you don’t like roses? Are you allergic to pollen? If you don’t want the flowers that’s fine, don’t upset yourself. I’ll leave the flowers here and go first.”
The panic in his eyes wasn’t fake.
For a moment I was dazed, wondering if I had overthought things.
But suddenly a wave of dizziness surged through my brain and I almost lost my balance.
Jack, who had just left, exclaimed:
“Miss, are you okay?”
