Female Novel
Chapter 917
Chapter 917
"| didn't know that Keegan got you flowers, nor did he ask for my help," Marshall said as he looked at the flowers. "Maybe wehave similar tastes. This bouquet looks quite similar to the one | sent you on the first day you were filming.”novelbin
Stella paused. "You sent me flowers?"Marshall nodded."Did you send them to the set?" Stella frowned and asked.
"No. | was afraid you wouldn't get them in time, so | sent them to your house. There was a card inside. Didn't you receive them?"Marshall tentatively asked.
Stella remained silent, and she carefully recalled what happened on Valentine's Day. She and Keegan had just come back from10th Street, and he insisted on going to her place for drinks. Stella went into her room to change, and Keegan came into theapartment with a bouquet of flowers, saying that it was for her. She praised Keegan for having a good eye, but he frowned. ‘Whywould someone like him, who gets high on praise, be unhappy when | complimented him? Is it because he wasn't the one whogot me the flowers? He threw the card away and pretended that it was from him?! What the fuck?!"
Seeing that she was silent, Marshall called out to her. "Stella?"
Stella came back to her senses and met Marshall's concerned gaze. She felt embarrassed about the situation, even thoughKeegan was the one who did it. She let out a cough and tried to cover for Keegan. "Ah, | remember! The building security calledme over the phone that day and said that there was a delivery for me. But, | was so busy that | forgot about it. I'm sorry," she saidwith an apologetic face.
Marshall saw how she was busy apologizing and subconsciously clenched his fists. Only after a while, he said, "It's fine. It's justa bouquet of flowers. It's alright if you didn't get them. You don't have to be sorry about it."
However, Stella still felt embarrassed when she thought of Keegan claiming someone else's gift as his own and her almostexposing him. ‘I'll go ask the security about it later," Stella said vaguely as she trimmed the stems of the flowers.
Marshall did not continue the conversation. He picked up a few roses and asked, "Why do you cut the flower stems at an angle?"
“Honestly, I'm not sure. The people in my gardening group chat do this, so | do it too. | think it's because the flowers can absorbmore water and faster with a larger surface at the bottom to prolong their life? Speaking of flowers, how's your Clivia plant? Arethere any black spots on the new leaves?" Stella turned her head and asked with a smile. Her clothes moved along with heractions, revealing her fair skin and an ambiguous red mark on her collarbone.
Marshall was stunned. His pupils were dilated. Countless images came up in his mind, and his head was filled with thoughts untilthey finally settled on a scenario of a man and a woman kissing. The image then shattered into a million pieces, and his worldturned black and white with a flash of red.
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Stella turned around and glanced at him curiously. Marshall's lips were tightly pursed,and his face was indescribably pale. Something about him looked wrong. Stella was shocked for a moment and called out, "Mr.Moore? Marshall?”
Marshall abruptly came back to his senses and looked at Stella in a daze for a few seconds before he uttered, What?" "Youdon't look so good. Is something wrong?’ Stella frowned.