Chapter 741 Meeting His Wife Soon

• Andrew reminisced about a flower that he had once been particularly fond of. He looked at Abigail, his eyes shimmering with excitement. "Have you heard of Gabriel Rose?"
• "Gabriel Rose? It's a type of shrub rose, right? The one that boasts a stunning coloration of white with delicate lavender tracing throughout the petals?" Abigail was a fashion designer, after all. Therefore, she possessed extensive knowledge about flowers and plants.
• "Yes, that's the one. I really like it." Andrew had stumbled upon it online once and was captivated by its beauty. He yearned to see it in person.