His Precious Love

Chapter 328 It Was Me First

“I lived for myself,” he mumbled, the desolation in his voice audible. “But I… I don’t have anything anymore. Everything’s just an illusion.”

My father’s words were an illusion, the letters were an illusion, and my mother’s gentleness was an illusion.

Those illusions had accompanied him for over twenty years, and they were what supported him to keep living. Those illusions were his courage, but now, he had lost everything. He was standing in the dark all alone.

No one needed him anymore.

“You do. You still have me.” His tone ached Rayna’s heart. “I’m not an illusion. I’m always by your side. Touch me if you don’t believe my words.”

She then grabbed his hands and placed them on her cheeks. The coldness of his skin made tears spring to her eyes.

Jefferson finally relaxed and turned around.

Even with the dim lights, Rayna could no longer find the light in his blue eyes. It seemed as if he had died on the inside.

She trembled as she held the man’s hand, and she parted her lips a few times before stammering, “Jefferson, don’t do this… Say something… Say anything… Don’t do this…”

She was frightened to see him like that.

He was young, and he should be full of life. He should be prideful and not have soulless eyes.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the raindrops pattered against the window rhythmically. The icy, humid air seeped into the attic through the half-opened door.

Rayna’s tearful and melancholic face was reflected in Jefferson’s eyes, and he stared at her for a long while.

The silence in the attic was deafening.

After what seemed like forever, the man gently moved his hand on Rayna’s face and whispered, “I was the one who met you first, and I was the one to fall for you first, so why did you end up falling for someone else?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Rayna did not know what else to say but to keep repeating those three words. As she held his hands tightly, she said, “I’m right here. I won’t be going anywhere anymore.”

Rayna could see that he had not changed his bandages for a long time and that he had a deathly pallor. She did not know what would happen to him if she did not change his bandages and reapply his medication.

thought of

that tightened Rayna’s

and treat your wound. Didn’t you say that you have a gift for me? I’m looking forward

you still

gave to me, and I’ve kept them all properly. I love

lying, he could not help but

“Okay.”

She also told him to come in an hour’s time and that she would

cold, so she draped the coat over their heads and led him into the

stayed seated on the couch in silence, and

that he would not be able

checkup for Jefferson. His expression turned grim as he said, “The wound has bled again,

look crept upon Rayna’s face at

worn his glove and had instructed the nurse to

“It’ll hurt a little, so bear with it for a while, okay? I’ll be right by your side, and if

head. “I can’t bring myself to do

sterilized pair of scissors and

layer sticking to the wound. It had turned into a dark shade of red, and it looked dirty. It was a

second, a cold

“Don’t look.”

painfully, but she tamped down the pain and hummed in

the gauze from the wound, for Jefferson’s arms were shaking, and his repressed groans had

forever, the hand covering Rayna’s eyes moved away. It was then she saw that Jefferson had new bandages, and the doctor

the doctor passed the paper to

condition is more severe than what you’ve described. Get these medications from the pharmacy tomorrow. Remember to change his gauze and check his wound every day, and make sure he takes his meds on time. He’ll be on a liquid diet for the month, and he has to stay away from

“Thank you.”

his explanation, and Rayna did not have any questions to ask. After paying the doctor, she escorted

glass and the medicine to Jefferson. “Get

took the

the lights, Jefferson placed a hand on her hand and said, “I don’t like

turn them

windows, and Rayna could see all the pieces of furniture in the room. Thus, without needing to turn on