Chapter 95: Gifting a rose
Seeing this, a small smile found itself on Pink’s lips. The minute she realized she was smiling, her face turned bitchy again before she got up and walked out of the room without the ’lovers’ realizing she was gone.
The two stayed in that position for a long time before they separated. Jeslyn pulled the child and they sat on the bed. "When did you arrive?" She asked.
Valen stayed silent while his eyes surveyed the room. It was a typical rich girl’s room with lots of fluffy stuff. However, instead of a pink room, hers was creamy. After a long time, he replied with an attitude. "I was passing through this City and decided to stop by and hand this thing..." he pulled out the rose and handed it to her. "...To your family. But I was late, so you can have it."
Jeslyn looked down at the red rose and accepted it before she burst into a fit of laughter. " Hahahahaha!..."
Valen suddenly felt ashamed. He knew she would laugh at him and his childish gift. He thought he was ready for it but didn’t know it would hurt so bad. His face downcasted and the excitement he felt when he saw her awake vanished.
All of a sudden, her laughter turned to sobs. Valen panicked. What did he do? What should he do? How should he console her? He wasn’t good at consoling anyone, so he got scared.
The only thing he could think of was to do the same thing she always did to him, so he hugged her and started patting her back but her cries got worse.
The child’s anxiety got bigger. Then he heard her say: "It’s been ages since I last received flowers from my loved ones."
Valen’s eyes widened. ’Loved ones? Does that mean the feeling is mutual? She loves him too?’