Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 662

Jimmy took a few steps forward and looked around with his sharp eyes. After making sure that no one was there, he came back and took her to the car. "I saw nobody here."

Ariah didn't dare to stay any longer, so she quickly followed him. "But I really heard footsteps just now."

"This is the parking lot. It's normal to hear footsteps."

"OK."

Apparently, she was terrified, as her hands were cold, and her little face was also pale.

At the moment, she was totally different from what she used to be.

She looked too weak in her current state.

With a chuckle, Jimmy scoffed, "Are you scared?"

Ariah covered her chest, "I'm afraid... of ghosts..."

That rendered him speechless.

Did she really think that there was a ghost chasing after her?

Ariah rested for a long while after getting into the car. As her body gradually warmed up, she covered her face when she recalled what had happened.

"It's so embarrassing."

Shrouded with silence in the car, she turned to look at the night scene outside the window.

They didn't utter a word until they returned home. Jimmy didn't take the initiative to talk to her as he guessed that she was still angry.

Upon parking the car, he went straight into the elevator. Ariah walked faster and stood beside him silently.

On the seventh floor, the elevator door opened, and he stepped out with long legs.

Ariah also went out. She had only taken two steps when Jimmy, who was walking in front of her, stopped in his tracks.

Confused, she looked up and saw someone standing in front of their unit. "Who are you?" she asked with a frown.

"Excuse me, are you the owner of this house?"

The man asked.

Instead of answering him, she asked, "What's the problem?"

"Um... Are you Miss Myers? Here are your flowers." C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

As he said so, he handed over a bunch of roses, which were very lovely.

Ariah was stunned, "l-lt's for me?" "If you are Miss Myers, then these flowers are for you."

Ariah looked at him with a wary expression, "Who are you? Why are you sending me flowers? I don't want them!"

How could she accept his flowers for no reason?

"Miss Myers, I'm just the person who sends you flowers. They were ordered by a gentleman in our shop."

What?!

Ariah was overwhelmed by surprise. "W- Who... was that?"

She hadn't received any roses from a man in her life.

"I'm sorry, Miss Myers. We can't reveal the privacy of the customer, so we can only send the flowers to you according to his instructions."

Words eluded her at the moment.

"Hello, are you alright?"

"Are they really for me?"

"Of course." The man then read her address, her phone number, and her name.

It was only then that Ariah believed that the flowers were really for her.

Such a large bouquet of roses! That was a huge surprise for her.

Excitement also blossomed within her.

She then opened the door with the flowers in her arms. After she entered the house, she realized that she had forgotten to change her shoes.

"Change your shoes first," said Jimmy coldly.

She coughed to conceal her awkwardness.

Instantly, she came to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream. How could she forget that Jimmy was still outside?

It was hard to tell his emotions from the stolid expression of his handsome face.

Nevertheless, Ariah knew that he must have been irked, for she had received flowers from another man in front of him.

Quickly changing her shoes, she ran to the living room to put the flowers into a vase.

She should have suppressed her excitement just now.

"Why are you so happy to receive roses?"

Jimmy's sarcastic voice came from behind her.

Since she did not want to provoke him, she shook her head and explained, "No, I'm not really happy.

It's just roses. There's nothing special about it."

Hopefully, he would find her words acceptable.

She was very curious about the identity of the sender.

Was it her colleague? That was quite impossible because most of her colleagues were women, and her male colleagues were also married. Who would send her flowers then?

After thinking about it for quite some time, she still couldn't figure out any answer.

"Are you saying that you're unhappy to receive these flowers?"

He suddenly came over with a frown.

"Isn't it just a bouquet of flowers? There's nothing to be excited about," she answered truthfully.

In response, Jimmy's face suddenly sank. "Oh, you've received other flowers before?"

"Of course, I have received red roses, white roses, tulips, and carnation."

"I thought carnation is for the elders? Since when has it been given to a young lady?"

"No idea. I'm going to take a shower now!"

Ariah was frustrated that she rushed straight into the bathroom.

Jimmy snorted as he stared at her back for a long

time.

After Ariah came out of the shower, Jimmy sat on the sofa watching television. She glanced at him before turning her gaze back to the vase on the cabinet.

He didn't throw the flowers away?"

Ariah was a little surprised.

She thought that he would throw the flowers since he was quite unhappy.

"It's your turn to shower," she reminded him.

Glancing at her, he stood up and went straight to the bathroom.

Just then, Ariah came to the front of the vase. The delicate and beautiful roses, which looked like fire, symbolized love, but who was the sender? She got more and more curious.

Was it her admirer?

Ariah thus frowned and pondered for a long time. Finally, she sighed and threw all the flowers into the trash can.

When Jimmy came out of the bathroom, there was no one in the living room, and only Ariah's voice on the phone could be heard from the bedroom.

As he was about to go in, he was startled to see the empty vase from the corner of his eyes.

Looking around, he found that the trash can in the corner was filled with roses.

As his face immediately sank, he strode back to his bedroom and kicked the door. Shocked, Ariah looked at him sideways and said, "Alright. Thanks for your help, Emily. I'll meet you tomorrow morning."

After that, she hung up the phone and stared at him. "Why did you kick the door? Why are you so mad?"

Leaning against the door, he glared at her. "Did you throw the roses into the trash can?"

"Yes, I did. What's the problem?" Ariah was confused.

"Why did you throw them away?" he asked glacially.

"I don't want to hurt you," she answered after looking at him.

Although she was happy that someone sent her flowers, she did not want to make Jimmy uncomfortable as well.

Before taking a shower, his tone obviously indicated his displeasure.

Therefore, she chose to throw the flowers away although they were indeed beautiful.

Jimmy's expression became strange all of a sudden. "Did you throw the flowers away because you're worried that I would get angry?"