Chapter 158: Only hope

"Verena!"

Along with knocks, Amedeo's voice echoes from outside. Interrupting my thoughts. Beneath a sigh, I sit up in bed. Why is he here when the sun is about to set? I promptly get up, opening the door as he stands with a bouquet in his hands. "What brings you here?" 

Furrowing brows, I throw a question. "Look at this" He seems to be out of breath. Extending his arm as the bouquet in his hand gets close near to my face. "Red roses? What's with it?" Perplexed, I tilt my head. He scowls. Glaring at me as if I am the problem here. 

"Lyria gifted me this!" His voice raises while I let out a sigh. "You really expected me to guess that?" I shoot a glare. He shrugs; "Thought you could" Oh, please. Is this man's brain functioning well? Obviously, no one could have anticipated that.