As she opened the door to her apartment, she took out the card from the flowers. There was a line of English words on it. With the help of a translation app, she got to know the message.

"My dear, I have someone send this bouquet of roses to you by air from France. I think you would love them. They have a meaning-you are my only love," read the card

She looked at the bottom to check who the sender was, but there was no name. It simply ended, "So, honey, I love you."

‘Louis XIV roses? You are my only love?’ The meaning of the flowers clicked in her mind. ‘Carlos, you are a busy CEO. How on earth do you still get time to learn about flowers?' Debbie thought, unconvinced

At first, she had thought that the flowers were from someone else since the whole message was in English. If she knew they were from Carlos she would have refused to sign for it.

Then she turned around and left her apartment. In a car nearby, she found a bodyguard who had been secretly protecting her all the time

When the bodyguard wearing sunglasses and a pair of bluetooth headsets saw Debbie waving at him, he quickly ran up to her and asked with respect, “Mrs. Hilton, may I help you?"

Without a second thought, Debbie stuffed the box of roses into the bodyguard's arms.

"This is the present from Carlos. He wanted to thank you for your hard work," she said.

In a daze, the bodyguard looked at the roses. ‘What? Isn't this the parcel for Mrs. Hilton?' he wondered. As part of his work, he had checked the deliveryman's identity before he could approach Debbie, so he knew that it was for Debbie. But why did she say it was a present for him now?

Regardless of his confusion, she continued with a smile, "These roses are really expensive. I've been told they were sent by air from France.

You can give the bouquet to your wife.” With that, she turned around and went back to her house straight away.

A lot of question marks seemed to have popped up on the bodyguard's face.

Not wasting her time, Debbie went to her study and got ready to do her homework. Right then, her phone rang. On assumption that it was Carlos calling again, she didn't intend to answer.

But after a quick glance at the phone screen, she noticed an unknown number. She grabbed the phone from the desk.

After a moment's hesitation, she decided to answer it.

"Hello."

But there was no response from the other end. Confused, she took another look at the screen again.

"Hello? Who is it?" she asked.

“Debbie?" an old woman's voice came.

It sounded like a familiar voice, but Debbie couldn't put a name to it.

"Yes, I am. I'm sorry. Who am I talking to?" she asked again.

Hearing the young girl's courteous voice, Valerie hesitated to speak.

All of a sudden, she began to feel lost, uncertain whether she had really misunderstood Debbie. She sounded such a nice girl After collecting herself, Valerie finally broke the silence.

“It's me.