His Precious Love

Chapter 307 What Did She Buy

On the fifth day, Wyatt’s wound finally scarred over, and he was in high spirits, alive and well.

When the doctor declared him to be fine, Curtis made arrangements for him to be released from the hospital.

The day of his release from the hospital was Christmas Eve. It had been snowing since the morning, signaling a heavy snowfall to come later.

After arriving at the hotel, Wyatt rushed upstairs.

As soon as Jessica opened the door, he threw his arms around her and hugged her tightly, showering her with kisses. “Babe, I’ve missed you! Why didn’t you come to visit me in the hospital?” he asked.

“Hey, stop it!” Jessica muttered. Afraid of affecting his wound, she pushed his face away. “Mr. Faymon and Mr. Xavier took turns taking care of you, right?”

“I don’t give a d*mn about them.” Wyatt pouted unhappily. “I waited for you every day, but you didn’t even answer my calls.”

He took her hand and placed it on his chest. “Feel it. My heart still aches.”

Jessica wanted to pull her hand away, but he refused to release his grip on her.

Through his shirt, Jessica could feel his heart thumping furiously.

Suddenly, Jessica felt horrible.

She was taken aback by her sudden emotions and didn’t know how to respond. Her eyes welled up with tears as she pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” Wyatt became anxious when he saw her biting her lip silently. He wrapped his arms around her and said, “It was just a joke. I wasn’t mad at you. I know you didn’t come to the hospital because you were worried about me.”

“I wasn’t worried about you.”

“Okay, okay. Don’t cry. Otherwise, people might think I’ve been mistreating you.”

Jessica gave him a light punch and buried her head in his chest. “You did bully me. Why did you take that bullet for me? Couldn’t you have ignored me?”

course not. You’re my girlfriend. No, you’re my fiancée.” Wyatt belatedly realized they were already

and said sincerely, “You’re not just my fiancée; you’re also my darling. You mean a lot to me. As a man, it’s my responsibility to protect you, and I would be failing if

felt even more

really hate feeling this

a deep breath and lifted her head

arched a

want…” She pressed her lips together, unable to complete her sentence as the words got stuck in her throat.

You want to spend Christmas with me,

began complaining about how hungry he was and pulled her toward the

over the past five days, as he

listened to

rest came

really care about it. However, they didn’t mind celebrating if Rayna and the other girls

Eve, and the streets were bustling with activity. After they finished eating,

at him. “Is your

pulled Jessica into his arms and added, “This

be bothered to

meal, they got ready and

Eve happened to fall on a Saturday, so the streets

street, the stores had put up Christmas decorations or hung mistletoe wreaths

was beginning to look a lot

necessary preparations, but he was still worried that Arnaud would come out with something

a gorgeous

around the mannequin’s neck in the display window and immediately took a liking to it. She dragged Curtis

stood on tiptoes to wrap it around Curtis’ neck. She then stepped back to assess him and nodded in satisfaction. “It looks good

to the counter

she waved the receipt in Curtis’ direction and grinned. “Mr. Faymon, you’ve already given

look and said, “Mrs. Faymon, you’re always calculating, huh? The gifts I gave you add up to an

might be expensive, but I didn’t

replied helplessly, “Okay, you’re