A Graduation Gift

Chapter 158 The Fireworks

Cassandra's eyes were wide open, astonishment covering her face.

Fireworks lit up the sky in a dazzling array of pattern after pattern.

Some were green, the sparks raining down like a meteor shower.

Some were purple, glowing like smiling faces.

Some were gold, blossoming out like wild flowers.

And then there were the red, holding their shapes in burning hearts as the entire sky was painted bright with the color of romance.

As each explosion lit up the sky and scattered like falling flower pedals, the dark night shone as bright as day. Cassandra was enchanted.

She couldn't keep her eyes from the sky. Her astonishment slowly turned into jubilation and she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

The burst of each firework reflected in her eyes and Rufus gazed as each color lit up her shining eyes.

"Like it?"

His voice was so soft and warm that even with two simple words, Cassandra could feel her knees buckle.

"A lot! It's so beautiful. Thank you."

She felt her voice choke, her eyes starting to well up a little bit as the gratitude spilled out of her.

Rufus smiled, instinctively leaning over and leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'm glad you like it."

He'd shipped the entire set of fireworks equipment along with all the fireworks from overseas but had thought little of the cost. All he could think of was making sure Cassandra liked it.

For Cassandra, the fireworks painted the most picturesque scene into the night sky. But for Rufus, the real beauty was in her eyes.

In her pure eyes, the fireworks bloomed. These were the clearest eyes he'd ever seen in his entire life.

As the fireworks faded into the night sky and the sounds of the explosions slowly drifted away, a sense of peace fell over their night.

Rufus removed his hands from covering Cassandra's ears, making their way down to cup her cheeks. He gently lifted her face, his eyes never wavering from hers, full to the brim with love.

"So, how are you going to thank me, huh?" he asked, a mischievous smile creeping onto his face.

his movements were soft as a

her and Cassandra couldn't help but feel a little unsettled. She could never really behave calmly in front of him, especially when he spoke with such an irresistible tone and looked at her with such passion in his eyes. She felt as though she might fall down at any time, melting into a pool of liquid at his feet.

I... I… How do you want me to thank you?" she stammered with a bashful

last few words came out as soft as a murmur, barely audible if he had not been so

crept across his face and just like that,

his eyes, relishing the taste of this woman. A feeling of

caught off-guard by the impromptu kiss. Her eyes stayed wide open in disbelief, and

eyes closed, he could feel that her mind

your mind continues to wander, I'll have to have a taste of you instead,"

closed

Her stomach had been crying for food. Before he could finish 'tasting' her,

might push it too far. So she stayed how she was, wrapped up in the kiss

lips. It was only then that he opened his eyes to gaze upon her pink

went off as families set off their crackers in celebration of the Lunar New Year.

these families were starting to set off their firecrackers, it must have passed midnight. And tonight, it meant the 15-day long Spring Festival had come to an

I got to spend my

aback by his abrupt confession.

the fifteenth day of the first month? Why didn't

upset that his birthday had slipped right under her nose.

any present and worse, it was he that had gifted her the wonderful display of

you want for your birthday? Let me

looked up at him, the look of frustration and wonder mixing across her face.

gift," he said,

best gift he had ever received and nothing else could compare with how important she

I've got to get you something," she insisted.

was turning obstinate, embarrassed at her own carelessness for overlooking

her again that had received the surprise. He had been so thoughtful and meticulous both times and here she was,

of love and pity filled him. 'She is as stubborn as she has always been, ' he thought.

much about celebrating his birthday. Even his father, Horace

me a birthday

of her hair off her face, hoping to distract her from

trick worked as her eyes immediately lit

I got the recipe from someone else. Come and

to the dining room.

cloth in front of him and setting out the tableware. Then she ran into the kitchen to prepare the tea stew chicken she had

of the pot, the fragrance of tea and chicken filling the room, making her

smile. As she sat the chicken in front of him, he picked up his fork to cut up

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