105. RED ROSES


    SEBASTIAN’s POV


    I didn’t utter a word to his question. I took a slow drag off my cigarette and shot him a look that was


    clear enough for him toprehend.


    “Go dda mit, man! You really do like your fiancee’s sister, don’t you? Otherwise, how could you tolerate


    such a thing?!”


    After extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray, I got up from my swivel chair and walked towards the


    window. “As a reporter, you need to give it your best effort. If there’s any possibility that something


    could go wrong with this, I won’t let you go either…”


    “Hey! What do you mean by that?” His brows became wrinkled. “Are you going to really tolerate her


    and show everyone this video?”


    “On the day of the wedding, I will make arrangements for arge projector. You could just y the


    video there directly…”


    “What if she breaks her word? What would you do if she decides she no longer wants to y the


    video?” Louis remarked in haste. “It’s important for you to understand that women have unstable


    emotions. They are capable of developing new concepts on a daily basis!”


    “I’ve heard that conducting an interview with Mr. Park has been one of your lifelong goals…” I inquired,


    and upon hearing that name, a bright light appeared in his eyes.


    I was always aware that he wanted to interview the CEO of one of the biggestpanies in New York,


    Mr. Park. His affair with his


    ecretary had almost ended up ending his marriage with the famous


    odel, Candy.


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    “Don’t worry… if Celine doesn’t want to expose it, I’ll do it all by myself instead. I will see to it that


    everyone in the world is aware of your affair with the sister of your fiance…” the words that I wanted to


    hear from him suddenly came out of his mouth.


    I shed a contented grin before I dismissed him and signalled him to leave the office.


    Because of this, a rtively small reporter was able to create a significant amount of drama for the


    Anderson family. But despite this, New York City’s most prominent businesses were obligated to treat


    us with respect.


    1 carefully sat up, stretched my arms, and attempted toy Celine


    down on the bed in a t position. However, as soon as I held her in my arms, she opened her eyes


    and nced at me in what appeared to be bewilderment.


    “I… I’m so sorry… but, did I wake you up?”


    Celine repositioned herself so that she was sitting upright and continued to ignore me as she continued


    to read the book that she was still holding.


    “The weather is really nice today. You up for a little bit of a stroll?” | asked while yanking the book out of


    bonds and cing it on the nightstand.


    After that, I grabbed her hand a


    “I don’t want to go out…”


    hand.


    don’t have to g


    den. You have


    get out of bed.


    esitate before pulling back


    just take a walk in the se lovely flowers to rx


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    I didn’t give her the option to say no as I swiftly pulled a coat from the closet, wrapped it around her


    body, and then opened the door, before dragging her out of the room.


    “I can walk by myself!” Because she didn’t want me to hold her hand, I didn’t insist on doing so either.


    It was getting close to spring, and the garden included many different kinds of flowers, each of which


    was absolutely stunning and


    bewitching to behold.


    noticed that Celine was speechless for a little period of time as she looked at the vast field of flowers.


    She was immersed… and as she stroked her palm over the flowers and peered at them, she seemed


    to remember something from the


    past.


    I grabbed her hand and put it on my lips, kissing her knuckles, and all of a sudden, she came to her


    senses.


    However… she didn’t stop me, which made my mood lighter as I dragged her to the most remote part


    of the garden with a beautiful smile stered on my lips.


    This time… Celine didn’t struggle because her eyes were firmly


    focused on the flowers, and I couldn’t help but notice her facial expression.


    But before long, she had stopped at the spot where red roses were nted.


    “Do you like red roses?” I asked in amusement.


    “Yes…” she answered in a hushed tone as she slowly withdrew her hand from mine. She knelt down


    and plucked up a deep-red rose with a long stem. “When we lived on the ind, there was a rose


    garden in the backyard of our home, and it never failed to put my mother in a


    cheery disposition whenever the flowers began to bloom…”


    She smiled, closed her eyes, and stood up straight as she inhaled deeply the fragrance of the flower


    she had in her hand.


    “Mom’s really quite talented…” she continued and as I listened to her, I found myself smiling secretly.


    “She would use the petals to make rose petal jam, rose syrup, rose flower tea, and rose wine…”


    She crashed the flower with her hand, and let the petals be blown away by the breeze, a smile glued


    on her lips as she watched them sc attered on the ground.


    When I saw her smile, which was as lovely as a flower, I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed, the


    beating of my heart raced. This is the very first time that I saw her smile in a genuine way since sheN?velDrama.Org content rights.


    became my


    wife.


    I picked up a red rose and stepped forward, tucking the flower behind


    her ear.


    tarting today, whenever you want to go have a look at the bed of oses, I’ll be there to apany


    you…” I said in a soft voice yet husky, before pulling her into a tight hug.


    Celine let me hug her for a few moments before she raised her head to look at me, but as soon as she


    did, she quickly averted her gaze d her pair of icy eyes behind those longshes. The beautiful


    lowly faded away.


    ‘m tired…” She then pulled away and turned her back on me. “I want o go back to the room…”


    was aware that she was ignoring my attempts to get close to her. from the very first time we had met,


    she had regarded me with a


    deal of suspicion.


    pite the fact that my cousin Jake was making a concerted


    effort to look after her, I was still able to sense that there was a chain.


    around her heart the entire time.


    And this shackle shut off any concern that may have beening from the outside world. But I


    controlled my impatience. I had faith that I would one day be able to free her heart from the chains that


    were holding it captive.


    Meanwhile…


    Brylee was ovee with resentment and jealousy as she stood at the window of her room, looking


    out at the two individuals who were hugging each other in the garden below. She closed the window to


    her room harshly and then proceeded to see Olivia and acted as though she was crying.


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