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Jane Sampson was just about to prepare a meal when the doorbell suddenly rang.
"Who's so punctual to come over at mealtime?" Jane mumbled to herself, set down the stuff in her hand, and then jogged to the doorway.
Since it was daytime, James Black was also home, so the main gate to the courtyard wasn't locked when Jane returned, allowing the visitor to come straight up to the door.
Upon opening the door, Jane didn't see who was standing outside; what caught her eyes first was a sea of blazing red.
Such a large bouquet of roses.
Jane froze in place and whispered to the person whose face she couldn't yet see, but could tell by the pants and shoes that it was a gentleman.
"Mister, have you got the wrong place by any chance?" Jane kindly reminded, her heart feeling a tiny pang of envy.
Wondering which girl was so lucky today to receive such an enormous bouquet of roses when it's not even a holiday. Could it be a marriage proposal?
