When she walked out of the company, she saw the man waiting outside, wearing a long coat and a light gray woolen sweater. His long legs looked sexy in gray trousers.

He looked very stylish in the outfit.

With a bunch of flowers in his hand, he walked towards the entrance of the company.

It was already past the peak hour of clocking off, but there were still many employees around.

He was really eye-catching with the red convertible sports car, his handsome face, and the bouquet of fresh flowers in his hands. This instantly attracted many people's attention. Some women even ran over to him and asked him whom he was Looking for.

Sheffield had already spotted Evelyn. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

The two employees who had approached him turned around and caught a glimpse of Evelyn. Their facial expressions changed abruptly and they left in a hurry.

Sheffield walked slowly towards her. She felt like he was walking into her heart.

Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest, though she effortlessly wore an expressionless face. She controlled her emotion, and indifferently asked the man standing in front of her, "What?"

After slightly smelling the purple flowers in his hand, Sheffield came closer to her to hand her the bouquet and flashed his charming smile.

“Even if you torture me a hundred times, you are still my first Love."

Evelyn looked at the bouquet of baby's breath.

“Your first love? Really?" she asked sarcastically. Many people had sent her flowers, but they were all expensive roses or lilies. It was her first time receiving baby's breath.

Sheffield always gave her something different from others.

Sheffield was embarrassed by her question.

“Please take the bouquet.

People are watching."

“You came here to give me flowers?" She didn't budge.

“I.. No, there's something else..." Sheffield smiled at her, eyes gleaming with admiration.

His Evelyn was so pretty every time he saw her. Even though she remained expressionless, she still Looked so damn beautiful!

“What is it?"

Sheffield looked at the flowers in his hand. In a gloomy tone, he asked, “Don't you like baby's breath? In flower Language, it means yearning, care and true love. Evelyn, please take it. Otherwise, I'LL be really embarrassed."

With his puppy-dog eyes, the man looked kind of. cute.

Finally, Evelyn took the flowers.

He grabbed her wrist in his excitement and took her to his car.