Chapter 217 The Start Of Their Rosy Voyage.

The bell hanging above the door jingled as he walked in.

“Hello, welcome to Chams Flowery. How may we-“ The florist in charge stopped short when she turned away from her current line of work and her eyes landed on the handsome man who had walked in.

His gray-ish black hair was pulled up in a neat bun, his sharp gray eyes scanning the surroundings and the light stubble on his jawline indicated that he hadn’t shaved in a while. But dressed in his light brown coat, black turtle neck and suit pants of matching colors, all the flowers around paled in comparison to his beauty.

“Good evening,” He greeted, a small, almost unnoticeable smile on his face.

The florist’s mouth went dry.

“Um, good evening.” She managed to squeak out. “How may we… I help you?”

“I’m here to pick up a bouquet. I called ahead of time.”

“O-of course. What’s your name sir?”

“Gabriel. Gabriel Bryce.”