Chapter 63

Margaret said, "Speak of the devil, it must be Mr. Zook." When she opened the door, it was a bouquet of pink lilies. Lilies were larger than roses, so the bouquet looked enormous. Margaret and I were startled. The flower delivery guy asked me to acknowledge receipt of the flowers as he said, "A lot of people are watching while I was on my way here. Is someone having a birthday?" I was puzzled. "Did someone really send these to me? Are you sure they weren't delivered to the wrong person?" The flower delivery guy said, "Are you Wynonna Lambert?" I nodded. The guy double-checked the address and name. Then, he smiled and said, "It's definitely correct. I got to go. I have another delivery." With that, he quickly left. Margaret and I stared at the bouquet, and we exchanged glances. Before she said anything, I hurriedly said, "This isn't from Mr. Zook." I immediately went back to my room and texted Tristan to ask about the bouquets. After waiting for a long time, there was no resp