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

bloomed

heart-shaped stone

was greeted by the sight of Jefferson brewing coffee at the counter in a white

drawled lazily, “You woke up

“Yeah.”

affect him in the least, and he was still as energetic as ever. Besides, a faint smile curved his lips because he had found the item he

he brew coffee, but he could also do latte art, his hands making him no different than a

a single sip, Rayna started praising

great mood, she propped her hands below her

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

A place he likes?

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

camellias stretched as

they’re even

and is willing to spend time to do so, they can bloom even during the winter,” Jefferson replied with a

struggled briefly but gave up

is the last day, and I can leave once the clock strikes

asking. Other than the day he gifted me a green rose

my mother loved

turned and flashed her a smile. “I don’t think I ever told you about my mother when

At that, Rayna nodded.

I only know that he’s of mixed blood,

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

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

ventured, “Will she

“She’s dead.”

Rayna whispered,

I miss her, I take the

Rayna furtively took two steps

his palm suspended in mid-air, Jefferson was disappointed for a few seconds. Then, he urged,

“Sure.”