Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 188 A Stone In The Shape Of A Heart

Jefferson surreptitiously kissed Rayna on the cheek.

You know what? No matter how lovely the scenery, you’re thousand times more beautiful!

When the watch on his wrist started beeping, he launched the parachute. Their bodies swayed slightly as he steered the parachute toward the golden wheat field.

After they had landed on the path beside the wheat field, Rayna felt a touch reluctant to end the adventure. “Are we done already?”

“Shall we do it again?”

“No, no!” Rayna hastily backed away. Gosh, I don’t want to humiliate myself by shrieking like a banshee again!

She loved the field of golden wheat, so she snapped a few photos. No sooner had she gotten ready to leave with Jefferson than a few drops of rain fell on her face. On the heels of that, the heavens opened.

Stripping off his jacket, Jefferson held it over her head. The two of them sprinted madly in search of a place that could provide them shelter from the rain.

The rain was pouring so heavily that the jacket wasn’t of much use, and they were both drenched. When they finally found shelter under the eaves, they looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

Rayna pointed at his glasses and crowed, “Hah! You can’t see anymore, huh?”

“Yeah, somewhat.” Taking off his glasses, Jefferson wiped the lenses with the hem of his shirt.

Without his glasses, his features softened considerably, appearing just like a young lad who had just graduated from university.

“No wonder so many girls like you. You’re impeccably handsome. If I had your looks, I’d definitely carry myself proudly,” Rayna lamented.

“Do you like me, then?”

“Why isn’t the rain ceasing?” Rayna muttered, whirling around at lightning speed as though she hadn’t heard him.

At once, Jefferson’s lips pressed into a thin line.

A few minutes later, it finally stopped raining. The two of them went to the side of the road and took a taxi back.

Neither of them said a single word.

buy Rayna a change of clothes so she could get out of her wet garments. Just when they entered the shop, he received a phone call. Daily new chapters upload Only On Alaniniz(dot)com Thus, he urged Rayna

into the shop. Just as she was going to head to the fitting room, a

eyes. “We’re a renowned international brand, so our clothes are very

that, a frown marred Rayna’s countenance. “I just want

this brand of ours! This shopping street is lined with famous brands. Go over to

you looking down on

the salesperson flashed her a fake smile. “Of course not. It’s just

at her

salesperson while shopping,

When he saw that Rayna was still standing around, he inquired, “What’s wrong? You might catch a cold if

both together,

glimpsed the brand of his shirt, her expression promptly changed. Turning around, she asked

that the clothes here aren’t suited for me?”

broke into

Jefferson questioned Rayna, “Did she make things

before narrating, “I came in to take a look at the clothes here, but she walked over and snatched them out of my hands. Then, she said they were

quite the

words, sheer panic swamped the salesperson, and she fervently apologized to Rayna.

so shut up.” Without showing her any mercy, Jefferson summoned another salesperson over and ordered her to call the store manager. The subsequent salesperson

blond beauty strode into the shop. Her uniform was a darker shade than the average

bowed and apologized to both Jefferson and Rayna. That aside, she even promised to gift the latter a lifelong VIP membership that would qualify her for a ten percent

was sincere and even offered a discount, Rayna was just going to let the matter

of a different opinion. He said to the manager, “I’m not strapped for cash, nor do I want

do that

“Fire her.”

desperately and even dropped to her knees, but Jefferson

dismiss the salesperson on the spot. Only then did Jefferson’s expression ease. He then dragged Rayna out of the shop and crossed

stepped into the shop, she went up to them and asked whether they required any help. Her tone was amicable, making them

pushed Rayna forward and said to the salesperson, “Take out all the newest styles this season and let her have her pick. We’d like to

at him. “Why should I

Jefferson didn’t answer that but merely stepped aside. Seven or eight salespersons surrounded Rayna with clothes of myriad styles in hand, the

mind, she tried on another two

the fitting session, Jefferson had already footed the bill for the clothes she had tried on, including the gowns. A salesperson was holding his