NovelEnglishThe phone wouldn't stop ringing. Connor tore his gaze away from the gift box, grabbed his phone, and headed upstairs, giving the door a light tap with his knuckle. "Flora, it's for you," he called. A moment later, Flora opened the door, stepping out. She'd changed her top but hadn't yet put on her pants. The oversized shirt hung low, covering her hips but leaving her long, fair legs exposed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtConnor's Adam's apple bobbed at the sight, and thoughts of the necklace darkened his mood. He handed the phone to Flora and hurried back downstairs.
As he passed the couch, he noticed the gift box peeking out from Flora's backpack. He hesitated but then grabbed it and texted Moss: "Can you find out who bought this necklace?" Moss replied in minutes. Seeing the nShawn, Connor's jealousy flared, filling his chest with a tight, uncomfortable heat. He glanced upstairs, then quickly stashed the gift box under the couch, pushing it further in to be sure.
Feeling guilty, he glanced back at the closed door upstairs. No movement. He sighed in relief, then headed to the kitchen to start dinner.
Ten minutes later, Flora cdownstairs, phone in hand. Connor poked his head out from the kitchen. "Take a seat; dinner will be ready soon." "Okay," Flora said, settling on the couch. She reached for her backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out her tablet. Then she froze. Where was Shawn's gift box? After a moment of confusion, realization dawned on her, and she couldn't help but chuckle. She stood up, walked to the kitchen doorway, and leaned against it casually. "Hey, Connor, did you see a gift box in my bag when you grabbed the phone? It had a necklace in it." Connor's hand trembled slightly as he held the spatula, but he didn't reply. Flora narrowed her eyes, noting his reaction, and chuckfed inwardly. "Connor, about that necklace..." Finally, Connor turned to face her, his eyes slightly red through the steam.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Jealous?" she asked, walking closer. She looked into his eyes and almost sighed. "Why are you so possessive?" Connor's jaw tightened, his lips barely moving as if he wanted to speak, but then the doorbell rang. He rushed to answer it. Tilting her head, Flora saw Moss at the door. They exchanged a few words, and Connor took something from him before shutting the door quickly. With something hidden behin his back, he walked towards Flora.
She watched him approach, and he quickened his pace, presenting her with the box in his hands. Flora opened it to find an incredibly dazzling necklace inside, far melvaluable than the one Shawn had given her.
"Don't accept gifts from others, okay? I have everything, I can give you anything," he said, his voice husky and eyes reddened, making her feel like she was the one in the wrong. Flora's heart softened. She realized she had been somewhat at fault. Knowing how sensitive Connor was, she should have refused Shawn's necklace.
Connor misinterpreted her silence as anger. He knew she disliked him meddling too much, and moving her stuff might have crossed the line.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have taken your things, but I can't stand the thought of you having something 上 from another man." "My Flora is too wonderful, too many people like you," he continued, voice trembling. "I get jealous." X
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