“Rest early, Imogen. I’m going back first,” Shirley said.


    “I’m so envious of you, Shirley! How amazing it will be if I cane and go from the Flintstone


    Residence just like you,” Imogen blurted, thinking out loud. However, Shirley didn’t know how to


    console her. “Well, you’ll need Mr. Flintstone’s permission for this.”


    “If he needs more help in his residence, will you rmend me?”


    Shirley nodded. “Sure, if this opportunity pops up, you’ll be the first I rmend.” Delighted, Imogen


    hugged her arm. “Shirley, you’re my best friend. I’m so lucky to be your friend.”


    Patting her softly, Shirley repeated, “Rest early, okay?”


    Imogen watched Shirley from the back as she left, and an unscrupulous smile tinged the edge of her


    lips. She knew Shirley’s personality, so she first got her to deny liking Zacharias, and then, immediately


    afterward, she admitted her affection for him. Given the nature of their rtionship, Shirley shouldn’t fall


    for Zacharias in the future.


    Even if she did, she would have an extra concern in her mind because it was akin to stealing the man


    she carried a torch for years.


    This was truly an underhand tactic, and, considering Shirley’s personality and the years of friendship


    they shared, Imogen was pretty sure that Shirley wouldn’t date a man she had a crush on.


    While on the drive back to the Flintstone Residence, Shirley thought over the things Imogen just told


    her. The fact that Imogen told her about this out of the blue surprised her.


    Nevertheless, she wasn’t surprised that Imogen had fallen for Zacharias because the women around


    this man were smitten with him, just like Corrine from before, as well as Jesslyn. This man had what it


    took to have a woman fall in love with him at first sight, so she couldn’t me Imogen for falling for him.


    When Shirley was back at the Flintstone Residence and entered the living room, she thought that


    Zacharias was already in bed, but when she opened the door, she found him on the couch as though


    he was specially waiting for her to return.


    “Why are you still awake?” she asked.


    “I’m waiting for you,” he answered honestly.


    “Why are you waiting for me?” she asked instead. “I’m waiting for you to return because I have a gift for


    you.” He gazed at her tenderly.


    Shirley saw a box in front of him, and it was the one that Freddie sent over this morning, which she


    remembered was his birthday present.


    “Come here and take a seat,” he invited, patting the couch. Although she went over, she didn’t sit as


    instructed. “It’s gettingte. You should go to bed.”


    Despite what she said, he opened the gift box, and there were two watches lying quietly inside -one for


    men and another for women. Zacharias picked up the men’s watch and put it on himself, and then he


    passed the women’s watch to Shirley. “I’m giving you the female watch.”


    Blinking, Shirley couldn’t ept the gift that came so suddenly. Moreover, just from one nce, she


    could tell that it was pricey. “No, I can’t ept it.” Her first thought was to reject the gift.


    Even though he had already expected her to reject it, he insisted on giving it to her. “It’s not like you


    have to wear it now. You can wear it in your free timeter.”


    “This gift is too expensive. Keep it for your future girlfriend,” she suggested. With a burning passion in


    his eyes, he gazed at her and smirked. “That’s exactly what I’m doing now.”


    Dumbstruck, she jerked her head up at him. “Pardon?”


    He reached out and held her wrist. Slipping the watch through her palm, he put on the watch for her.


    “Miss Lloyd, I’ve decided to court you.”


    It took Shirley a full second to realize that she was wearing the watch. Hastily, she wanted to take it off


    and return it to him, but he pulled her into his arms and whispered into her ear in a husky voice, “Do


    you know what I wished for?”


    Shirley’s body stiffened. “Let me go.”


    “My wish was for you to be mine,” he muttered. Blood rushed to her head all of a sudden, and she


    blurted, “Don’t tell it to me, or it won’te true.”


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    He chuckled. “Are you concerned that my wish won’te true?”


    Helplessly, she saidposedly, “Zacharias, I don’t n to be your girlfriend.”