His Precious Love Chapter 362
“I got it.”
The call ended. Jefferson clenched his phone, sitting on the bed. Let me be selfish for this one time. I don’t want to let go of this happiness I fought so much to obtain.
After waking up, Rayna glanced at her phone. I can’t believe it’s almost noon. I must be a pig. Why am I such a sleepyhead?
Quickly washing up, she then went downstairs and smelled the fragrant scent of food. Jefferson was preparing lunch in the kitchen.
Rayna scratched her head and said awkwardly, “I don’t know how I managed to sleep till now. We agreed that I would cook today. Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“You rarely slept in. I couldn’t bear to disturb you,” Jefferson replied with a smile while wearing oven mitts, then placed the pot on the dining table. “I went to do the groceries just now and made venison soup.”
“The supermarket around here sells venison?” Rayna asked, surprised.
“No. I had to go to the market in the southern area to buy it.” Scooping a bowl of soup for her, Jefferson continued, “I heard venison soup is good for your health. This is my first time making this, so I don’t know how it tastes.”
“As long as you made it, it must be delicious. I know your cooking skills.” Rayna lifted her bowl and blew on the soup before taking a sip. Immediately, she gave Jefferson a thumbs up. “The soup is very nice!”
Jefferson’s eyes twinkled with joy.
As Rayna had a good appetite that day, she drank five bowls of venison soup and ate two servings of spaghetti. Worried that her stomach might burst from eating that much, Jefferson forcefully took away her cutleries.
After lunch, Rayna showed her phone to Jefferson excitedly. “I’m so lucky today! Robert sent me a message saying the medicine will be ready in a few days. This is so great!”
“Yes, I’m also looking forward to it.” Jefferson suppressed his disappointment and mustered a smile.
Rayna informed him she would be going to the hospital in the afternoon for a check–up, as she had a cold womb and her period would often come late.
However, this time, her period was late by too long. She had been working hard recently, so she was worried she would end up with a serious disorder.
Just when she was about to leave, it started pouring, and the temperature plummeted. As it was impossible to go out in this weather, she decided to stay indoors and play games with Jefferson out of boredom.
They played monopoly, and the winner would get to draw on the loser’s face.
Rayna was lucky and never landed any punishments, so she grabbed a pen and drew however she wanted on his face.
Soon, Jefferson’s face was like a painting, and Rayna could not help but guffaw.
They spent the whole afternoon playing, and when they finished, it was already dark outside.
Hungry and craving barbecue, Rayna volunteered to make it herself, but the food was all burnt as she had set the timing on the oven for far too long. In the end, she could only make two servings of pasta.
Chapter 362
When Rayna finally checked her phone again, she realized she had missed a few calls. It showed that it was a local number, and the calls were made in the afternoon.
She swatted her head and returned the call. “Why do I always put my phone on silent mode? Am I getting dementia at such a young age?”
Yet, no one answered after she called twice. She stared at her phone, confused.
Arnaud wouldn’t be so free to call and humiliate me every day. It’s probably Jessie’s or James‘ new number, but why isn’t anyone picking up?
Just then, Jefferson walked over with a cup of juice, and his eyes darkened when he glanced at her phone.
He placed the cup of juice before her and said, “I just made this. You can sleep well when you drink it.”
“Oh, sure.”
Rayna was used to him often offering her food. She lifted the cup and drank the juice without much thought, not noticing Jefferson’s intense gaze and the spark in his eyes.
I slept till noon, and yet I’m starting to feel sleepy again. But I don’t really feel like sleeping.
No matter what, I must make her stay by my side.
After pondering for a moment, Jefferson discreetly retrieved his phone, turned on the front camera, and placed it on the couch. He then moved toward her and sat beside her.
Pain shot through Jefferson’s heart, but upon seeing the love and longing in her eyes, he decided that he didn’t mind being someone’s replacement as long as he could get her.
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