"So Duchess got a bouquet of roses from Sir Lucian?"
Inggrid asked because she saw the bouquet of flowers that was near them just now.
Put on a vase and beautifully arranged by Inggrid at the behest of Alexandra
Now Inggrid is combing Alexandra's long hair, in front of the big mirror, Alexandra's image is reflected perfectly.
Shows the beauty and firmness that is in her.
"Yes, I got it. The flower shop owner said, Red roses mean love and passion." It was only that word that Alexandra remembered. Perhaps because she herself was experiencing passion within her, she always imagined Lucian who wanted a touch, but this weak she would tremble strangely when Lucian touched her.
She even looked back at the roses that had been neatly arranged. She smiled slightly. That smiley face of hers made Inggrid happy.
