His Precious Love

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.

light pink stone was in the shape of a heart, transparent and pure yet pink like a human heart

smile bloomed

finally found the heart-shaped stone

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

she drawled lazily, “You woke up

“Yeah.”

least, and he was still as energetic as ever. Besides, a faint smile curved his

only could he brew coffee, but he could also do latte art, his hands making him no different than a magician. In no time, he handed a cup of coffee with the drawing of a camellia to

just a single sip, Rayna

a great mood, she propped her hands

to a place I like today,” Jefferson

A place he likes?

car left the city and entered the suburbs. Shortly after, they arrived

the distance, pure white camellias stretched as far as she could see, their fragrance intoxicating. Surprise inundated her. “How could

more, they’re even white in

willing to spend time to do so, they can bloom even during the

hand, he walked toward the camellia flower garden. Rayna struggled briefly but

Today is the last day, and

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

mother loved

of the hand in his grasp, Jefferson turned and flashed her a smile. “I don’t

At that, Rayna nodded.

anything. I only know that he’s

me to be strong and

mother was probably an incredibly gentle, strong, and

she ventured, “Will she come

“She’s dead.”

Rayna whispered, “I’m

her, I take the

Rayna furtively took

suspended in mid-air, Jefferson was disappointed for a few seconds. Then,

“Sure.”