The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot

Chapter 272: Filled With Joy

The weather in March is warm, Holly Sawyer no longer needs to bundle up heavily, and the windows are not closed tightly like in winter, nor is the air conditioning running all day long.

"I still prefer this weather."

Holly Sawyer stretched lazily and spoke softly.

She doesn’t like winter, doesn’t like the thick layers of clothing, but she particularly loves the snow in winter.

"Wait a minute, I’m going out for a while."

Leo Grant stood beside Holly Sawyer, his eyes suddenly brightened, and after saying a word to her, he went out.

Holly Sawyer’s eyes were filled with confusion.

Strange.

Their relationship has gotten better and better, and besides work hours, the two are basically always together.

With the arrival of spring, Holly Sawyer is not as lazy as in winter, she finds things to do for herself, at least she has started working.

After a while, the door opened, Holly Sawyer turned her head to look, and the first thing she saw was a large bouquet of red roses, each one about to bloom.

Bright red, very beautiful.

"For you."

Leo Grant stuffed the large bouquet of roses into Holly Sawyer’s arms, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, bright and shiny.

"Why the sudden romance?"

Holding the bouquet of roses, Holly Sawyer’s smile was extremely gentle, she looked at the large bouquet of roses in her arms, her smile radiant and charming.

Leo Grant has given her a lot, many small surprises, but ultimately Leo Grant isn’t a romantic person.

Flowers are a symbol of romance, but Leo Grant really sends her flowers very rarely.

He’s very good to her, just not quite understanding romance.

"Just saw it, just happened to want to give it."

Leo Grant slightly curled his lips, a smile overflowed from the corners.

Looking down from the window, he happened to see a spot selling rose bouquets, arranged in pleasing bundles.

When Leo Grant looked down from the window, he just happened to see the roses, so he thought of giving Holly Sawyer a bouquet.

It was a sudden thought.

Girls probably all like flowers, their fondness for flowers only increases.

"So beautiful."

Holly Sawyer’s eyes curved, her smile particularly radiant.

Really very beautiful.

She likes it very much.

Girls all like flowers, the romance of a bouquet of flowers never goes out of fashion.

"Looks like Holly really likes flowers."

Seeing Holly Sawyer hugging the flowers and smiling happily, Leo Grant felt a sense of joy.

Holly Sawyer being happy is the best thing.

Seeing Holly Sawyer happy, Leo Grant’s mood is truly joyful.

"Girls all do."

Holly Sawyer blinked lightly, speaking earnestly.

Girls all like flowers, Holly Sawyer is no exception.

"I’ve seen others give you flowers, why don’t you accept?"

Leo Grant looked down at Holly Sawyer, asking gently, his voice soft.

Hmm?

Holly Sawyer looked up at Leo Grant, slightly furrowing her brows, a bit puzzled between them.

Seems like after being with him, no one has given her flowers?

She doesn’t lack pursuers, but those who send her flowers are indeed quite few.

"After you recovered."

Leo Grant chuckled softly, speaking slowly.

The year Holly Sawyer was injured, after healing, she left; Leo Grant wasn’t very assured about this little girl, so he followed her.

Though she was young, Holly Sawyer was very pretty, he witnessed someone giving her a large bouquet of roses.

And Holly Sawyer refused, refused very straightforwardly.

He remembers her saying: She doesn’t like flowers, especially roses.

The pursuer probably knew Holly Sawyer for a long time, but she never felt moved.

"Ah?"

Holly Sawyer was at a loss, seemingly not remembering this at all.

She generally doesn’t recall unimportant things.

"You said at the time, I don’t like flowers, especially roses."

For some reason, Leo Grant remembered this very clearly.

He admires Holly Sawyer, she suffered such serious injuries, yet endured without a word.

Holly Sawyer tilted her head to look at Leo Grant, "That was said to someone else."

"There’s no girl who doesn’t like flowers, a bouquet of flowers’ romance never becomes outdated."

"But sometimes it also depends on who sends the flowers, whether they can be accepted; not every person’s flowers or gifts can be received."

Holly Sawyer slightly curled her lips, speaking slowly, her eyes full of sincerity.

Yes, not everyone’s things can be accepted.

Take money for example.

No one in this world is completely uninterested in money, but not everyone’s money can be accepted.

Otherwise, one might sell themselves without knowing.

Saying they’re uninterested in money is merely because they have enough money of their own not to care about it.

Or, that person’s money is unacceptable.

"Holly speaks wisely."

Leo Grant lowered his head and planted a kiss on Holly Sawyer’s lips.

Holly Sawyer’s lips were soft, making people lose their appetite, once he experienced it, he couldn’t stop.

"I’ll find a vase to put the flowers in."

The roses were still fresh, Holly Sawyer stuffed the flowers into Leo Grant’s arms, then went off bouncing to find a vase.

They could be nurtured for a while.

Leo Grant’s smile grew gentler as he watched Holly Sawyer’s receding figure.

The more he watched, the more he thought Holly Sawyer was incredibly cute.

Holly Sawyer was truly exceptionally cute, so cute it was explosive.

Holly Sawyer found a vase, filled it with water, then placed the roses in it.

Leo Grant observed Holly Sawyer’s actions, his gaze was tender.

When watching Holly Sawyer, his gaze involuntarily grew tender.

When you like someone, you can’t hide it; he didn’t understand the meaning of this before, now he fully comprehends.

Because when he looks at Holly Sawyer, his gaze involuntarily softens.

"You know, when someone you don’t like gives you flowers, it’s a burden."

"But if someone you like gives you flowers, your heart is full of joy."

Holly Sawyer said while arranging the flowers.

Upon seeing the large bouquet of roses in Leo Grant’s arms, Holly Sawyer was truly filled with joy.

Yes, things do change depending on who sends them.

No matter if the item is liked or not, even if liked to the extreme, it won’t make you happy, only feel pressing inside.

"So, my dear Holly really likes me."

Leo Grant chuckled softly and embraced Holly Sawyer from behind.

Mutually liking each other is truly a romantic thing.

There’s a saying: When two people like each other, it’s love; when one is secretly guessing, it’s foolish.

Chasing after someone who can’t be obtained is truly a humble affair.

Leo Grant is grateful, the girl he likes also likes him back, and they are very happy together.