RankNovelChapter 955: Before she could object, he lifted the neatly wrapped tie she had just bought for him and gave it a slow, deliberate wave, as if reminding her of her own logic.
Carrie pressed her lips together, realizing she'd been cornered. With no way out, she reached forward and accepted the bouquet. "Thank you, Kyson." They stood there, side by side, the scent of roses thick between them. But while Kyson seemed relaxed, Carrie's thoughts were spinning. This wasn't a simple gift-it meant something. And she needed to understand what.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as she was about to speak, Kyson broke the silence. “They were purple irises.” "Hmm?" Carrie turned to him, even more confused.
She glanced at the flowers in the trunk, expecting to find the ones he was talking about. But there were only roses—different varieties arranged in breathtaking contrast.
Kyson chuckled lightly. "The flowers that little girl was selling earlier-they were purple irises." It took her a moment to remember. Earlier that evening, she'd asked Kyson what kind of flowers the girl was selling, but he hadn't answered before stepping away. She had long since forgotten about it.
She hadn't expected him to remember.
Still, she knew he wasn't bringing it up just to answer an old question. There was more to it.
Kyson's voice was low and gentle. "In the language of flowers, purple irises mean unrequited love. That's why I bought them-but I didn't give them to you." Carrie instinctively tightened her grip on the bouquet. Her heart pounded. She could feel the weight of the moment pressing in around her. She had a sinking feeling that he was about to say something she wasn't ready to hear.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRushing to cut him off, she quickly said, “Kyson, I—" But Kyson gently interrupted, his voice calm but unyielding. "You're about to tellyou're dating Daxton, aren't you?" Lotest chapters in gl.☐☐☐ His eyes locked onto hers, unwavering. “It doesn't matter. You two aren't married yet. Besides,” he continued, his tone softer now, "I can see that you don't love him at all." Kyson took a step closer, his voice dropping to something just above a whisper. "So... can't I at least have a fair chance to compete?" Carrie stared at the bouquet of roses in her hands, her heart caught between disbelief and helplessness.
Kyson's words echoed in her mind-his willingness to settle for being her backup. "I'm not worth it," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Leaning against his car, Kyson rested an elbow on the roof and tilted his head slightly. His gaze was gaze was steady, unwavering "And how do you define 'worth it'?" he asked. "All I know is that when I like someone, I should give it my all. That way, at least I won't have any regrets."
Carrie tightened her grip on the bouquet, searching for a way tom dissuade him, "you focus everything on me, you might miss out on someone better."
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