I STILL LOVE YOU

like she was walking on air. As she stepped inside, the delicious aroma of food wafted th

ack! Come on,

so this sudden change in attitude caught her off guard. She

me down the stairs, and the four

urprisingly didn't cause any trouble, m

the initiative to head to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Bri

et slept in until the s

in through the front door, holding a bouquet

here was no one around," Elinor replied, shaking her head as she plac

ead the words, "The most beautiful flowe

terday, Gethin had told her she was as beautiful as a

d over and snatched the card from Elinor Fernan's hand, g

pstairs, while Elinor watched her retreatin

lasts; you'll be cr

ght after Joshua Scott dropped Sylvia Fernan off at school. Thanks to these flowers, Bridge

house and casually asked during dinner, "What spec

art. She quickly replied, "There's no special occasion. I just thought

attention to these matters, so h

hua during the meal, confirming that he was

e. Although she had a strong foundation, it had been years since she last reviewed this m

every month. Normally, it didn't seem like much, b

ere left at her doorste

day she waited for a long time without seeing the flowers arrive,

re you Miss B

t turned around to see a st

Hotel at 4 PM." After delivering the message, the person walked away, lea

e factory. After saying goodbye to a few coworkers, he was abo

d me to give

espond, the person ro

fell out, along with a piece of paper. As he re

er lover in Room 302 at t

to a fury, and he hopped on his

ne, she heard some commotion outside, followed b

s with a thud, grabbing Joshua's sleeve and begging for forgiven

away, disgust written all over

touc

"Joshua, I really know I was wrong. I won't do it a

ering a sharp slap to Bridget's face. "Now you're scared? Di

meless

d to the Golden Court Hotel. Upon opening room 302, he was m

Bridget would da

d cried uncontrollably, beg

and rushed down, only to freeze at the sce

ys been sensitive and never faced any hardships, couldn't handle the h

om on the first floor, couldn't help but smirk as sh

how was all

was the typical weak man-tough at home but timid outside. He had a strong sense of prid

was quite reliable in his work, but she couldn't h

tting a bi

days

was dressed in a casual, rebellious style typical of the local youth

ience store near the school. Tristan went inside a

ink

summer. The bright orange liquid, contained in a clear glass bottle, was filled with cheap artificial flavoring. The shopkeeper c

here even the sound of cicadas seemed

eyebrow at Elinor Fernan, a look on his face that

lied, extending her hand toward him