Before Lance entered the room, he suddenly stopped and looked coldly at the white roses on the coffee table.
He asked, "Do you like flowers very much?"
In his memory, he had never sent flowers to anyone, not even once.
Yvette didn't know what to say and murmured, "It depends."
After saying this, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
Sure enough, Lance's face sank.
In fact, Yvette did not mean to provoke him. Instead, there was a man who often tailed her in college. He would also put a red rose in her bag and book without her knowing.
For a while, Yvette was really afraid. She thought of bad things when she saw roses.
Therefore, when she said that it depended, she did not mean that she liked the roses Charlie sent her.
But Lance did not think so.
Lance made a decision almost in a second. Instead of entering the room, he put Yvette down on the coffee table and pressed her against the tender white roses.