Summer Ford was still bleary-eyed at this time, just waking up, her mind not yet clear.
She awkwardly turned over the card from the bouquet, her gaze quietly landing on it.
Generally, a card accompanying flowers will have the sender's information, but this one was simple, leaving only a surname written in English phonetic lettering "LUO".
Ethan Laurent!
Summer stared blankly for a while, awkwardly glanced into the house, and her gaze awkwardly fell back on the flowers in her hand.
A bouquet of white orchids, warm yellow, and pale blue cineraria, the proportions of the flowers were the same, so fresh that dew still hung on them, as if just picked from the garden, with the dew glistening under the sunshine, looking particularly beautiful.
He had sent her orchids several times before, but this was the first time with cineraria.
