Deirdre felt as if all her strength had left her body. She remembered that the flower on Winston had four petals. All of the petals were closed. It was in the budding stage while signifying undying wills.

‘It isn’t Winston, is it?’

When tears streamed down from her eyes, Dr. Engle was stunned.

“What happened, Miss McKinnon? Why are you crying?”

Deirdre clenched her fists. Her body was still shaking profusely, and she explained, “Nothing. I am just sad that I can’t buy this brand of cigarettes for Kyran.”

“You want to get this as a gift for Mr. Reed, right? But he already has it, so there’s no point for you to buy it for him anymore. Besides, judging from how much Mr. Reed loves you, I think he’ll be very happy even if you give him a flower you picked from the roadside.”

Deirdre wiped the tears off and smiled. “You’re right. I’ll go figure something else out then.”

“Alright.”

Deirdre felt as if a weight had been lifted off her chest after coming out of the office. However, the f