Having reached Hoover Homestead, the designated meeting point before their excursion to the sea of
flowers, Gareth and Elisa noticed a sparse crowd. An enthusiastic staff member approached them,
asking, "Hello, Mr. Wickam! Which tourist sightseeing car would you prefer for your journey?"
Gareth responded sternly, "I'll take it from here."
The staff member promptly stepped aside, respecting his decision.
Without delay, Gareth selected the closest available car, grabbed the keys, and entered. Captivated by
his intentions, Elisa decided to follow his lead.
She settled comfortably in the backseat, eager to uncover Gareth's plans for their upcoming adventure.
The journey took about twenty minutes, and the scenery was simply stunning. The flowers and plants
were neatly arranged and maintained, creating a beautiful sight.
Luckily, the road was smooth and free of any bumps or obstacles.
Elisa couldn't help but say, "Well, I must say, I didn't picture you as the type to drive a car like this."
Gareth raised an eyebrow, "Surprised?"
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Elisa detected an underlying indifference in his response and decided not to say anything more.
After twenty minutes, Gareth brought the car to a halt.
They both stepped out of the car, and Gareth took the lead.
When Elisa saw what lay before her, her eyes widened in disbelief. This place...
This place was...
To the right, an expansive display of tens of thousands of red roses unfolded. At the same time, on the
left, a vast lavender field created a breathtaking sight akin to sunset clouds.
At that moment, a kaleidoscope of colorful balloons filled the sky, adding a whimsical charm to the
scene.
Meanwhile, a staff member was waiting with two hot air balloons explicitly prepared for their adventure.
Elisa's heart skipped a beat.
Gareth... he had brought her to this special place that held a deep meaning for her. Elisa's eyes
flickered, revealing a mix of emotions.
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Gareth fixed his gaze on her as he said softly, a departure from his usual demeanor, "I know how much
you adore flower fields. I... I reserved this whole place just for us to have an undisturbed experience.
You can freely explore the flower sea and capture stunning photos. And, if you'd like, we can even take
a hot air balloon ride together..."
Elisa had never seen Gareth speak and act in such a way. He was always distant and cold, even with
Linda. His words and gestures now exceeded her expectations, revealing a surprisingly romantic side.
Elisa's heart swelled with emotions. "You... You actually..."
She stared at him in disbelief. She never expected Gareth to have such patience and make such an
effort for her.
A lump formed in her throat, and a hint of bitterness welled up in the corners of her eyes. But the
moment of tenderness was fleeting.
Because...
She wasn't the same person she was three years ago. In those years of marriage, she had tried her
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best and eventually given up, no longer holding onto any hopes for love.
With a gentle smile, she pushed Gareth's hand away. "Don't you think it's a bit too late for these words
and actions?"
If only Gareth had brought her to this place a little earlier, even just a little, she would have been
overjoyed, thrown caution to the wind, and surrendered herself to him.
But now, all she felt was clarity and tranquility.
Elisa contemplated and concluded that Gareth's motivations behind his actions were not driven by love.
Gareth refuted her assumption, his lips forming a tight line before he responded, "I don't believe it's too
late. Liz, I was a fool back then. I failed to truly understand you or give you the attention you deserved.
But now, I..."
"Now what? Are you going to tell me that you've suddenly discovered my wonderful qualities, fallen in
love with me, and now want to be together?" Elisa interjected with a sarcastic chuckle.
Her smile appeared mocking, but deep down, it was a relief and… serendipity.
Elisa no longer had feelings for Gareth.
The latter fell silent, momentarily at a loss for words.
Yet, to Elisa, his silence felt like an acknowledgment of her words.