Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 189 You Must Remember Me

Late at night, bright moonlight fell on Passerine Island as mighty waves crashed over the stones on the beach, making them shimmer even brighter.

A young man strolled on the edge of the beach barefooted with a torchlight in hand.

Sweeping the torchlight across the many stones, he scrutinized them without bypassing a single one. The waves that rolled up submerged his feet every so often.

Countless stones were cast into various, bizarre shapes after the waves washed through them.

Yet, there wasn’t any in the shape he was looking for.

Bending over, he searched with the torchlight for three whole hours non-stop. The chilly wind battered him, ruffling the hem of his shirt. Soon, he brought his hand to his lips and coughed violently.

Ringo quietly stepped out from within the darkness and grabbed Jefferson’s hand. “Sir! Go back, and I’ll look for the item you want to find.”

“No, I must find it myself.” Shaking his hand off, Jefferson continued searching.

Ringo followed behind him, his brows knitting together in utter worry. “Your body won’t be able to take it, Sir. Why would you look for something so unrealistic? Ms. Garland isn’t worthy of you.”

Pivoting, Jefferson slapped him hard across the face, emanating hostility all over.

“I don’t need you to comment on that! So what if it’s merely a legend and unrealistic? I’ll definitely find a heart-shaped stone and prove that we’ll never be apart. I want to tell her that I love her as I hold her hand, then marry her without having to fear anyone or anything anymore!”

“Sir—”

“Buzz off!”

Ignoring him, Jefferson carried on searching for the stone.

Meanwhile, Ringo heaved a sigh and silently stepped aside.

At half past five in the morning, when the first rays of light peeked out from the horizon, Jefferson finally glimpsed a flash of pink amidst the many stones after searching for seven hours on the beach.

stone up, he held it

in the shape of a heart, transparent and pure yet pink

bloomed

heart-shaped stone that witnesses eternal

Rayna had washed up and stepped out of the bathroom, she was greeted by the sight of Jefferson brewing coffee at the counter in a white shirt and black suit pants. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses

drawled lazily, “You woke up

“Yeah.”

hadn’t slept for the entire night, it didn’t affect him in the least, and he was still as energetic as

his hands making him no different than a magician. In no time, he handed a cup of

just a single sip, Rayna

a great mood, she propped her hands below her chin and queried

we’re going to a place I like today,” Jefferson

A place he likes?

and entered the suburbs. Shortly after, they arrived at a

car door, Rayna alighted from the vehicle. As she cast her gaze into the distance, pure white camellias stretched as far as she could see, their fragrance intoxicating.

they’re even

willing to spend time to

flower garden. Rayna struggled briefly

last day, and I can leave once the

so much, Jefferson?” she couldn’t help asking. Other than the day he gifted me a green rose

my mother

a smile. “I don’t think

At that, Rayna nodded.

told me anything. I only know that he’s of mixed blood, and his mother

me feel as though she’s still by my side. She told me to be strong and never give up regardless of the blows I encounter, for life never goes the way we wish. That aside, she

said, Rayna could imagine that his mother was probably an incredibly gentle, strong, and

“Will she

“She’s dead.”

Rayna whispered, “I’m

even a month old. When I miss her, I take the letters out and read them.” Jefferson caressed her hair, finding it so soft and silky