Ever since Wyatt Crawford was struck by Stellan Sutton's attitude, it had been a long time since he was this happy.
Eve Sherman was curious, but Wyatt was being mysterious and wouldn't say.
"Just wait for my message, I'll be back soon. If your foot hurts, just put some ice on it, and don't forget to eat."
After Wyatt finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Eve Sherman then bought some food on the way home to eat.
After returning home, the place was empty. She ate, took a shower, and then went to the balcony to sit, staring at the bird of paradise plant Stellan Sutton had given her.
The thing was indeed hardy; in the hands of someone like her, it was still alive after all this time.
Eve Sherman thought, and a sense of accomplishment suddenly arose in her heart.
She—a person who hadn't updated her social media in ages—couldn't help but take a few nice photos and post them on her private account.
The caption was a flower emoji.
"I'm so amazing."
