29. A little Wound

Eric ran to the florist's stand impatiently because he didn't want to keep Cassandra waiting. He regretted forgetting something important to a girl when their status had changed, and they became a couple. Even though John had given him a guide in approaching a girl so that she would be attracted to him. If he didn't ask for John's opinion, maybe Eric couldn't be with Cassandra like he is now.

"Excuse me, my name is Eric Williams. I ordered a bouquet of red roses earlier. But I forgot to pick it up."

"Just a moment, sir." a stand maid rushed to pick up the bucket of red roses totaling a hundred stalks.

"Thank you." Eric gave many tips because he was satisfied with their hands' creations that made the flowers look more beautiful.

Eric walked with vast strides, wanting to quickly give the roses to Cassandra. Eric imagined Cassandra's face beaming and wanting to hug her warm body and… of course, wanting to kiss Cassandra's sweet lips that had become his addiction.

However, as he passed th