Paper confetti flew and scattered on the floor as a thin, well-dressed young woman jumped out of the box with colorful butterflies. The sight was surreal and magical.
The girl ran toward Jeremy excitedly and buried herself in a hug fondly. "Jeremy, I'm finally back! Thank you for preparing this for me; I like it so much. It's so touching!"
Corinne froze at the sight as her expression dulled. Suddenly, the butterflies she felt earlier…felt like a joke.
Anya had come back.
Every pink tulip in Lunar Century Manor was blooming for her. The reason Jeremy had asked her to come here was most likely to inform her that the apple of his eye had returned. Thus, she had to behave when she was acting as his wife to avoid causing misunderstandings with the girl he loved dearly. That must be it.
She understood.
For a moment there, she truly believed this day was all about her. She thought Jeremy was going to confess his love to her.
Hilarious. The man told her that he could provide her with an
