Duncan smiled and said, “Oh.”
Serenity looked at her sister’s back, lowered her voice, and asked Duncan, “The florists aren’t even open at this hour. Did you bring this bouquet from home?”
Duncan replied, “Yeah, I cut all the flowers that I could in the yard and made them into a bouquet myself.” “No wonder,”
Serenity glanced at the bouquet of flowers.
There were all kinds of flowers in the bouquet, not just roses.
Duncan was a rough man. Although there were flowers and trees in his villa, he never once admired them. The butler had arranged for someone to buy them so as to add a bit of color to the landscape.
Thus, not all of them were roses.
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