Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 505

“All right, all right. I’ll stop.” After getting chastised by Rayna, Jefferson dared not utter another word.

When the elevator arrived on the first floor, he led her out.

Standing outside the elevator’s doors was a man who seemed to be waiting to take the elevator. He was tall but plain-looking, had some wrinkles around his eyes, and appeared to be about fifty years old.

It just so happened that Rayna glanced at the man at the same time he gazed at her. He looked exceedingly familiar to her.

By the time they stepped out of the elevator, the man had already gotten into it.

Still sensing that something was odd, she could not refrain from turning around to take another look at the man. However, the doors had already slid shut.

Jefferson noticed her strange behavior and asked, “What’s the matter?”

She withdrew her gaze and responded teasingly, “Oh, it’s nothing. A guy just went into the elevator, right? Well, I was merely wondering whether you’ll be as robust and dashing as him when you get old.”

Since there was no saying how long he had to live, the words “getting old” did not apply to him.

However, her inadvertent mention of it weighed heavily on his heart, and a thought popped into his mind. I want to live and spend the rest of my life with her.

Struck with the belated realization of what she had just said, Rayna paled and held his hand tightly. “Will you look at what nonsense I’m saying? You’re far more handsome than that guy, so in the future…”

The more anxious she got, the more confused she was. She did not even know what to say anymore.

“Relax. I know what you mean.” Smiling tenderly, Jefferson brushed the stray strands of hair on her cheek behind her ear. “No matter how old or wrinkled I become, you’ll never shun me. Am I right?”

She nodded vigorously. “I’ll never shun you. I can even keep a close eye on you every day.”

Taking her hand, he led her outside while saying with a smile, “That won’t do. You’ll be tired of me if you stare at me so much. Do you feel like having spicy stew? After picking out the ring, let’s go to the supermarket. We’ll have stew tonight.”

“Really? Why are you suddenly allowing me to eat that?” Indeed, she had not eaten stew in a long time and craved it badly.

you got your

held his hand tightly and

man who loves me, dotes on me, and only has eyes for me. With a man

store by car, and a sales assistant welcomed them when they

brought out all the best-selling rings over the past two years and helped Rayna try

Jefferson frowned as he stood and watched,

small and isn’t brilliant enough. Are

it looked fine. “A one point three-carat diamond has quite a bit of weight already. This ring looks rather nice. Why

he shook

him. “Didn’t you say I could pick what I wanted? Why are you shaking your head

to buy one, we should get the best. It’s

response left

rings in the box had caught Jefferson’s eye and that he seemed as though he was about to leave with Rayna, the sales assistant suddenly thought of something and asked Jefferson in a cautious tone, “If you don’t have a budget, we do have a pink diamond. Would you like to

you still have nicer pieces, why didn’t you bring

sales assistant smiled apologetically and hurried off to get the ring,

sales assistant gently lifted the lid, Rayna found her gaze instantly drawn to the pink diamond lying on the

soft hue

how gorgeous a diamond could look with just a difference

pattern is completely natural. Do you like it?” the sales assistant asked while

little heavy on my finger, but it’s truly stunning.

finally understand why women

held up her hand with the ring in front of Jefferson and tilted it this way and that. “What do you think? It’s a veritable

He chuckled in amusement.

her hand, he held it close to his lips and kissed it. In a satisfied tone, he

sale, the sales assistant beamed. “Your husband treats you so well! Please come this way to our

followed her to the VIP

about to charge the purchase to the credit card when the door to the VIP room opened. A woman in uniform who looked

Once she was standing behind the sales assistant, she hissed angrily, “What do you think you’re doing? Someone has already reserved that

the sales assistant lowered her voice and said to the manager, “I didn’t know that. I thought the central store sent it over. What shall we do now? They’ve already signed the

person who reserved it is Mr. Faymon. What do you