His Precious Love
His Precious Love Chapter 189
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.
Carefully picking the stone up, he held it up to the light.
was in the shape of a heart, transparent and pure yet pink like a human heart that carried love
bloomed on
found the heart-shaped stone that witnesses
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 perched on the bridge of his nose, rendering him gentle
lazily, “You woke
“Yeah.”
least, and he was still as energetic as ever. Besides, a faint smile curved his lips
do latte art, his hands making him no different than a magician. In no time, he handed a
sip, Rayna started praising it to
that the man seemed to be in a great mood, she propped her
we’re going to a place I
A place he likes?
city and entered the suburbs. Shortly after, they arrived at a
cast her gaze into the distance, pure white camellias stretched as far as she could see, their fragrance intoxicating. Surprise inundated her. “How could there be camellias during this
they’re even
to spend time to do
the camellia flower garden. Rayna struggled briefly
mind. Today is the last day, and I can leave once the clock strikes
like camellias so much, Jefferson?” she couldn’t help asking. Other than the day he gifted me a green rose at Cocculus Avenue back then, I’ve
mother loved
her a smile. “I don’t think I ever told you
At that, Rayna nodded.
told me anything. I only know that
a gentle voice, Jefferson murmured, “My mother was a gentle and kind woman, but I don’t remember her countenance anymore. I only have the eighteen letters she left me, and I open one on my birthday each year. Her writing and tender words make 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 the love
Rayna could imagine that his mother was probably an incredibly gentle, strong, and intelligent
she ventured, “Will she come
“She’s dead.”
whispered,
need to apologize. She died before I was even a month old. When I miss her, I take the letters out and
took
mid-air, Jefferson was disappointed for a few seconds.
“Sure.”
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