#Chapter 178 Never Go to Bed Angry

I went straight to the mansion after lunch. I did not even bother to stop by my apartment to drop off the flowers. In the back of my mind, I knew that I should not bring them into Andrew’s home, but I was so furious at Andrew that I did not care. As I entered the mansion, Parker eyed the roses in my hand. He seemed about to say something but only offered to bring me a vase and helped me to set them up in the dining room. He looked back at the vase one last time before he walked out of the room, shaking his head. I did not give the roses a second thought as I sat down and watched videos on my phone, waiting for Andrew to get home. Just after I finished a small dinner, I smelled Andrew’s distinct scent wafting down the hall. It was soon followed by his heavy footsteps. I braced myself for the conversation that I had rehearsed in my head a hundred times that afternoon. “Any leftovers—” Andrew stopped in the doorway and stared at the flowers on the table. “Did you get those from some