~{INGRID'S POV}~
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I didn't know how I did it but I rushed back to the kitchen only to find Hui already waiting for me with folded arms and a stoic expression.
When his eyes lowered from my face to the flowers in my hand, it was then I knew what would happen next.
"I'll dispose of these flowers. Sorry for the scene I caus-" I apologized.
"Is he your man?" He bluntly interrupted me.
"What? No!" I hastily refused and shook my head in the process.
"That's a relief then. Hand me the flowers," he firmly instructed and I frowned.
"Why?" I found myself asking instead.
"So I can dispose of it myself." He said.
"I can dispose of it on my own." I firmly said as a furrow graced my forehead.
And when we kept staring at each other, I noticed how the frown on his face finally smoothened like he just realized something.
