As Hayden suppressed her anger, she said coldly, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. York. I don’t really have a favorite but if I do, I can buy it myself. I don’t need you to buy it for me.”

“What you buy is yours, what I give is my feelings. Mr. Hayden, please take the flowers I got you. Don’t let my feelings go to waste. This is my first time giving flowers to someone.”

Hayden’s expression turned grim. “Mr. York, this is also the first time I received flowers from a man.”

“Why can’t a man