Chapter 287
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Once Lindsey conveyed her destination to Sumner, a quiet lull settled between them, punctuated only by the subtle hum of the carâs engine.
In the aftermath of the events from the previous night and the ongoing online gossip, Lindsey was momentarily at a loss for words in Sumnerâs company.
Seated in the passenger seat, she nervously pinched her fingers, casting an air of awkwardness over the atmosphere.
Just then, the car stopped in front of a red traffic light.
âBy the way.
â Unexpectedly, Sumner retrieved a bunch of flowers from his side and extended it towards Lindsey, a soft smile gracing his lips.
âI spotted these on the way and thought theyâd suit you, so I bought them.
â
âSunflowers?â Lindsey gazed at the vibrant bouquet, their golden petals radiating with a glow of sunshine and vitality.
Sumner gazed at Lindsey with tenderness.
âDespite the challenges, the sunflower remains tenacious and resilient, always facing the sun, patiently awaiting its moment to bloom.
Just Like youâ¦â
Unspoken words hung in the air.
Interpreting Sumnerâs gesture as encouragement, Lindsey accepted the bouquet with gratitude, a composed expression in her eyes.
âJayleen resorted to all those underhanded tricks to ensure my defeat and eviction from Vitality Entertainment.
Sumner, I apologize for getting you involved in this mess.
Iâll address the rumors as soon as possible.
Thank you for your encouragement.
I wonât disappoint you.
â
Observing the sincerity in Lindseyâs bright eyes, Sumner paused and swallowed before continuing, âActually, Iâ¦â
As the traffic light switched from red to green, Sumner turned his attention back to the road and continued driving.
He shifted the conversation.
âBy the way, did that guy cause you any trouble last night?â
Lindseyâs cheeks warmed with a blush as she thought about her encounter with Domenic the previous evening.
She brushed her long hair behind her ear and replied softly, âNo, he didnât.
â
âThatâs good to hear,â Sumner said, stealing a glance at Lindsey.
He noticed a sweet smile flicker across her face at the mention of the man, and he felt a twinge of something unspoken, something he had held
back for too long.
In the end, he could only offer a rueful smile, reflecting a silent adoration, much like the symbolism tied to the sunflowers.
In the office building of Walsh Group, Domenic was immersed in his work.
Having returned from a lengthy business trip, there was a pile of decisions waiting for his attention.
Hendrix entered the office, a file tucked under his arm.
He laid the file on Domenicâs desk, his gaze inadvertently drawn to his bossâs striking features, thoughts of the morningâs trending topic swirling in his head.
The photo from Flourish Clubâs private room had featured another man alongside Sumner, and Hendrix was certain it was Domenic.
It was out of character for Domenic, known for his cool and unyielding demeanor, to step into a club for a womanâs sake.
Noticing Hendrixâs stare, Domenic inquired without looking up, his pen steadily correcting a document, âIs there something on my face?â
Snapped from his reverie, Hendrix averted his gaze immediately.
âNo, thereâs nothing.
I mean, I Hendrix hesitated, wanting to speak, then paused.
Sensing his reluctance, Domenic shot him a look.
âSpit it out if youâve got something on your mind.
â
âDo you want me to handle the online buzz about that photo? I mean, after allâ¦â
âYou believe Iâm the one in that photo, donât you?â Domenic set his pen aside and faced Hendrix directly.